Oh the things that I have done since cracking open that door of opportunity in my previous post. I hadn’t planned to fall silent – rather, had planned to blog often! But once I started on my May Gibbs Creative Time Fellowship, I threw myself unreservedly into the myriad of opportunities … and just lived in the moment! Four whole weeks of writing (poetry!!) bliss! I can’t wait to get my head and blog organised, and share some highlights with you!
I returned Wednesday – and presented an online Poetry Workshop on Thursday, as a part of the Ipswich Poetry Feast, with fifteen schools across Queensland taking part – plus the Brisbane School of Distance Education. I’m hoping there are lots of young poets inspired to put pen to paper after that. There is nothing quite like purpose and opportunity to inspire writing – and this great International Poetry Competition certainly provides that! (More information and entry forms here.)
This week I ‘discovered’ (thank you Libby) this wonderful 7 minute documentary about Dorothea Mackellar, one of Australia’s most esteemed early poets, and author of the stirring poem, My Country.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror –
The wide brown land for me!
You can (and should!) read the full poem here– which includes the first verse, too. 🙂
And I am sure you will find Libby Hathorn’s documentary fascinating.
Happy PoetryFriday. Enjoy! You’ll find more poetry posts at https://karenedmisten.blogspot.com – including ‘Sustenance’, a beautiful tribute to Karen’s husband – and marriage. Thank-you Karen!
Welcome to the Burrow, where I am as snug as a wombug, cosied up with my laptop, working on my Antarctic verse novel.
After much trepidation about the weather, (How many times can you repack a suitcase?) late Wednesday night I arrived in Adelaide for my May Gibbs Creative Time Fellowship. (#MGCTF)
I have long wanted to visit Adelaide. I thought it would have a ‘big country town’ feel to it like Bundaberg, though from the little I have seen, I was very wrong – but I like it lots! The lights and buildings driving along North Terrace were magical. I’m torn! I want to get out and explore … and dig deep and squirrel away words. Hoping there is time for both! And time to catch up with the funtabulous Adelaide kidlit peeps, too!
For now, I have work to do!
Happy Poetry Friday!
This post is a part of the Poetry Friday link-up.
You’ll find more poetry posts at Sloth Reads.
The problem with three people going on holidays with cameras and smart phones is that there are too many photos to sort through! And I can’t throw out a bad photo if it’s attached to a memory… #ihaveLOTSofphotos
But finally, here is a very SMALL portion of the photos taken while we were in the United Arab Emirates, as a part of the Sharjah Children’s Reading Festival. (See previous post for pictures from the festival.) Continue reading
During April I was involved with the Sharjah Children’s Reading Festival – which would have to be up there as one of the biggest children’s festivals on earth. SCRF2018 was a fantastical, fun and sometimes frenzied (in the best possible way) celebration of creativity in all forms, and it was an incredible experience to be involved with! No matter how I explain it, (or how many pics I collage) you won’t be able to imagine the enormity of it, or the complete and utter w-O-w factor … but here are a few pics that might convey something of the festive feeling … or at least, my little poetry-part of it. Continue reading
The Progressive Poem is here!
Before I share my thoughts … and my line … I have to apologise for my silence. I caught the first two weeks, but then dropped out of the loop for ten days as I was presenting poetry workshops and book readings at the Sharjah Children’s Reading Festival, in the United Arab Emirates. I am still resetting my body clock, but I hope to get back and read/comment on the missed posts.
This is the second year I’ve been involved in the Progressive Poem, organised by the lovely Irene Latham. This year we were asked to record our thoughts in response to Line One, Day One, contributed by Elizabeth Steinglass. Continue reading
Getting into the spirit with Borobi, at the Queen’s Baton Relay.
With the Commonwealth Games fast approaching, I’m sharing a favourite recipe – for a Sport Star poem. You can’t fail to cook up some winning words!
This recipe requires a mix of metaphors – so we probably should talk about how to choose a metaphor. Continue reading
One of the reasons bullies have so much power is because their victims are often too scared to tell. It’s a struggle that Leroy faces in ‘Bully on the Bus’ – and it’s a huge and important step, for him to speak about it.
Excerpt take from ‘Bully on the Bus’, by Kathryn Apel (UQP)
The blog has been quiet, as I’ve had lots of time travelling, firstly to Brisbane, for school and bookshop visits, followed by an unexpected (short notice) trip to Singapore to catch up with our son (briefly!) and experience the richly diverse country that he is calling ‘home’. Continue reading