Recently, Melissa Ashley tagged me in The Next Big Thing — a kind of interview-chain for writers, asking ten questions Continue reading
Writing & creativity
Varuna-ings
This weekend I’ll be on stage at Raw Poet Roar (Saturday, Dec. 1) at The Box in West End. Darkwing Dubs has organised a massive line-up of features, so it’s going to be intense like 70% chocolate. Om nom nom. See you there?
Time has slipped away again, and the week I spent at Varuna occupies a dreamspace between Continue reading
Three Score Years in Verse
The Space, a very splendid UK arts publication, recently launched 60 Years in 60 Poems. I mention it here because it’s one of the coolest things I’ve found on The Internuts in recent times.
The design shows the potential for online publications to be delicious, even tactile things. The poems, as far as I can see, have been commissioned for the project, which has audio, text, visuals, and all sorts of buttons longing to be clicked.
I keep getting stuck in a loop of listening to poems, hypnotised by the spinning record design. Then, I read over the text of the poem, or read it aloud myself. It’s a wonderful platform for savouring words: the flavour of them, textures, sounds, and smells.
In “1962”, Brian Patten writes:
Words smelled of tulips and marigolds
Their fumes made sentences
That the bees stole for themselves
Henry Miller’s Writing Commandments
Oi, Queensland!
Dear Queenslanders — no, let’s get more specific. Dear Queensland women and feminists, artists and arts workers of all kinds, Indigenous people, refugees, queer and LGB people, trans people, genderqueer people, poly folks, pro-choice people, environmentalists, unionists, students, academics, journalists, weirdos, and friends and lovers of the above:
Now is not the time for that peculiar Aussie apathy.
Nor is it time to skip town.
More than ever, now is the time to be visible and vocal in Queensland. It’s time to be patient, fearless, and determined. It’s time to be aware of your rights and to be vigilant.
And above all, it’s time to create as much art as superhumanly possible. Get cracking.
Zenobia Frost 