We performed the show Static for the second time last night over at Port Fairy. Afterwards I got to thump Alicia Sometimes in an arm wrestle and then she translated my Japanese tattoo for me beneath a street lamp outside.
Had no idea it meant that! What was I thinking!?
I have a few writing workshops lined up now at schools/mental health groups and then I’m off to the This Is Not Art Festival in Newcastle (hence the pic above). So I finally have time to do some prep…
http://www.thisisnotart.org/
Warning: to anyone hanging out with me up there… we’re getting tattoos! Oh, and I'll be sporting the Karate Kid headband again at some stage. It's tradition.
Finally, I’ve always been a Nerudiano, so I’ve been enjoying some ‘essential’ Pablo which I picked up at Collected Works the other day. But where are the questions? Not one of his questions in there. Grrr…
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love the new blog. sounds like ghost poems are thriving, if you can say that about the dead. glad to hear it!
i'm in mexico. reading neruda in my slow spanish - strange vocabulary lessons.
say hi to tina. i'll be there in an anthologised form...
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