Stories & Poetry
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A Poem for Modern ‘Beauty’
Hey everyone! A bit of a mix of blog post and poem today to talk about beauty and society (Wednesday is Poem Day!). I’m continuously fascinated by society’s expectations of what we – particularly women, but men as well – should look like. Well, fascinated and incredulous. Somewhere along the line we’ve reached the point where our appearance becomes more important than who we are on the inside. Does anyone else find that insane? How can my bust and hip measurements determine my worth if you don’t know anything about me? How can the shape of my nose mean more than my sense of humour or the length of my legs…
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A Sestina of Dreams for Friday
Hello everyone and happy Friday! A huge HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my eldest brother, who’s turning 27 today: you’re a bit weird, but that’s cool. Weird is in right now, and I like you. Otherwise, the rest of our house got packed up today and put into storage, so we are seriously on the way outta here soon – crazy stuff! Three more sleeps on Australian soil and we’re off to live in Oklahoma for the next few years. It’ll be nice to get settled in and quit living in a half-way kind of world. You’ll all be thrilled to know that I successfully completed my submission for the Richell Prize…
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The Storm
Happy Hump Day people! So much is going on for us right now – we got back from Queensland last night and are straight into the swing of things to get the move done. Today our stuff gets packed up to get shipped to America and tomorrow will see the rest of the house packed to go into storage until we come home again. Meanwhile, we both have ongoing uni assessments, I have uni this afternoon and I’m supposed to enter a competition by the end of today, which involves reworking my novel draft… I am nowhere near ready to submit! Still, exciting times on all fronts and we’re starting…
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How She Fell
Hey everybody, Happy Monday! (It’s so easy to say when you’re not working) This is a list poem I wrote earlier this year using an anaphora. An anaphora refers to the repetition of a certain word or phrase at the beginning of successive lines of writing or speech; in this case, I’ve used a phrase (or variation on the phrase) throughout the poem at the start of each stanza. Hope you like this one – let me know! — A. xx How She Fell She fell in love with him by stages, The way that poetry is written and music played and the way the moon rises, At once…
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A Story!
To celebrate my last (working) day in the Army, here’s a short story I wrote late last year. Hurray! The Beginning “Ally? Are you ok?” It was the first time he’d spoken since they’d entered. “Art… We could always just leave.” Her whisper echoed. She winced as it returned to them, hushed and sinister, and looked around the gaping walls, the hungry bare floorboards. The huge sandstone clocktowers in the heart of the city began to toll midnight and both children started. Over two blocks of heavy old brick buildings separated them, yet the clanging fractured in the room as though they stood in the heart of the Victoria Tower…
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S p a c e s
S p a c e s There’s no in-between space where: just right You’re not too skinny and …
