Bus Shelter Poetry launch

Hey hey Wagga people, Saturday is the launch of the Bus Shelter Poetry thang. It's at 1pm on the steps of the Sturt Mall. There's going to be some great poets reading their stuff, and you'll get to see the poster with my poem on it :)

I'm not going to make it because sadly my bank account can't manage the flight and the days off work, but if you're in the area I would love love love it if you took some photos and sent them my way.

If you have any questions have a chat with Booranga Writers' Centre, you can find their facebook group here.

Germinate

My my it's been a busy couple of weeks for being a poet. I got a call the other day from Germinate, who managed to get their hands on Soulmates and want to publish it. So nice. There's something very sweet about being published without trying.

Germinate is the little zine put out by the Australian Student Environment Network twice a year. Check out the last issue here. I'll blog again when the issue I'm in comes out.

twiku

Hey peeps, if you're interested in my wordiness it might be worth following me on twitter. I often chuck up quick three line psuedo-haiku there. They probably don't count as proper poetry, but I rather like them.

Here's a few:

On stage he straddles his double bass
rooting like a bull.
Jazz musicians have more fun.


Winter tramstop, dawn-long wait.
Harmonica prancing in my palm
will blow the fog away.


Skating at night
I see tuxedoed men
and a boy who smiles like Grandad.


City lights claw the Yarra.
Were they calmer
before Crown?


Roadworks in heavy rain
and heavy yellow raincoats.
Steam rises from hot tar.


Business district, 5pm
a tubby woman in tubby heels
strikes the starter pedal,
becomes a dolphin.


Easter night walk home
work pants filled with dead battries.
Cars pass, candle bright.

© Laura Smith 2011

zine!

My zine is sold out! I just went for a visit to Sticky Institute and got my first stash of zinester money. Oh what a lovely $12 dollars it is!