On the first day of Mona Foma, after a hour or so of listening to the very ahem... modern sound of the percussion group, Speak Percussion, I decided to walk out of the shed for a bit of air and I just sort of... kept walking. I ended up heading around to the Elizabeth Street Pier and finding a spot on the end of the wharf as the sun set. The ( Read more... )

A Sestina is a poem with six fixed words, placed at the end of each line in the first stanza and then rotated in a fixed pattern throughout the rest of the poem. The final stanza is comprised of three lines, containing two of the words per line. I wrote this one in Iambic Pentametre and it's quite open to interpretation.

Visions Through A ( Read more... )

Well. This is a small post just to explain what it is I'm going to do here ( Read more... )