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Great poetry does something mysterious and wonderful for the heart. I'd love to be able to write great poetry but feel I have a very long way to go. Sometimes the idea of the journey in front of me fills me with excitement, other times it fills me with dread.... Read more →

I find it easy to write conversational poetry that describes a strong opinion or an incident. Sometimes I have what Australian poet, Mark Tredinnick, calls the philosophical whoosh. Most of the time, however, I leave a lot to the reader to infer. Or if I do have some kind of... Read more →

For the last who knows how many weeks I've been confined to travelling within five kilometres of my home. Yes, I am super grateful to have such a lovely home and thank goodness for a garden and a creek trail just down the way. I am grateful we are no... Read more →