Archive for June, 2009

28
Jun
09

kipple

Hi everyone, I’m thrilled to announce that my poem “your mother’s hands” has been published at kipple. It’s a journey of ups and downs to get published, and it is really satisfying when the hard work pays off. Head on over to kipple and check it out…http://kipplepoetry.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-mothers-hands-vanessa-page.html

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22
Jun
09

Rain

Somehow, the words come easier in the rain. Maybe less distractions, maybe the romanticism of it, maybe just that my mind has slowed down just enough to allow me to concentrate. Whatever the answer may be, it has been a productive couple of days.

20
Jun
09

Film

Today we went along to Dendy at Portside (fantastic place to catch a movie) to see “My Year Without Sex” starring Sascha Horler and Matt Day and an amazing William McInnes gving a cameo in one of the Gold Coast scenes. I’m a big fan of Aussie films and I love seeing the little idiosyncracies and culture references of Oz society up on the big screen. A la The Castle. Scrap the citizenship test I say – just make the Castle compulsory viewing for all. Have a laugh and you’re in!

My Year Without Sex was a gorgeous little film, with great leads and shot all around the neighbourhoods of Altona North and Williamstown – both old stomping grounds of mine. Recommended, people!

17
Jun
09

Riding

mounted on bicycles

the sting of air

whistles past us clean

tiny licks lifting the edges

of coat fronts, fringes

we coast

fluid in motion

one small shape, and a bigger one

two Impressionist blurs

14
Jun
09

sleep

Another long and restless night with a little boy who just won’t sleep. I’m wrecked. I’m going to need coffee when I hit the city for work this morning….

14
Jun
09

Ends and ends

Ends and ends

 

it came down to percentages

the balance of night against day

degrees of displeasure

your couch, my chair; stranger rituals

 

by afternoon, speech comes to an end

washing must be brought in,

the sounds of night have commenced

longing keeps its own counsel

 

today, the smell of the earth was full

as you dug and dug; pitting enthusiasm

against the reality of this new life

pushing the light toward dusk smoke

13
Jun
09

Birthday week

I love the concept of birthday week. Why just have a single day celebration – stretch it out and savour, I say! I’ve been looking forward to 33 for a long time. I always thought that by 33 I’d know exactly what I was doing and be happy and content. I have mostly fulfilled this ideal. When I had a tarot card reading in jJanuary and pulled the happiness card I felt this was a good omen, and the prophecy has been fulfilling itself since then.

It has been a great start to birthday week. An early morning run, then on our pushbikes and a short ride down to Grub Street at Gaythorne for the best breakfast you will ever find on Brisbane’s northside. Later, dark chocolate and chilli mocha at Coffee and Chocolate at Paddington and now looking forward to dinner with good friends tonight at the Breakfast Creek. Culinary overload, but I love it all…good times.




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