Our feet are roughly A foot long At least we've got The measure Of that one But still Our nose Knows nothing And out toes Can't tow a thing Our eyes are Shaped like O's And we've misnamed Our elbows They don't bow They bend Although you can use them For a regal bow, Every now and then. Our nails are what come off Second best When a hammer and nail Have struck them. Our bottom sits In our middle not at our end Mind you, In two bits not one, Unlike our lips Which too have a cr

The Millennium Poets Anthology got another mini-launch at the Stingos Poetry Reading in Abbotsford on April 25. Steve Smart, who runs the readings, kindly let Eddy oversee dedicating a section of the readings to poets in the book. Eddy, Evan, Jez, Gabby and I got to read, promote and sell the book, as well as meet up with new poets and other poets who came along and read at the original launch, like Katie. The readings had a really loving and supportive vibe for poets for all

The Millennium Poets Anthology got another mini-launch at the Stingos Poetry Reading in Abbotsford on April 25. Steve Smart, who runs the readings, kindly let Eddy oversee dedicating a section of the readings to poets in the book. Eddy, Evan, Jez, Gabby and I got to read, promote and sell the book, as well as meet up with new poets and other poets who came along and read at the original launch, like Katie. The readings had a really loving and supportive vibe for poets for al

Locust is a suite of nine poems that draws on scientific study of grasshoppers converting into locusts, and their potential to revert, alongside the phenomenon of fascism rising in cycles in human societies.

There's a naughty list Kept by the watchers Not equated to Chrissie presents But you won't know you're on it Until you met by An angry...