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Caged Without Walls - First Look Cover


Artwork by the talented Joanna Gambotto 
What do you think?




It should be available before the end of June.

Ginninderra Press

Released in 2013 - Available https://www.anthonyjlangfordbooks.com/

Next week,
A new video poem - Treachery.
Shot in beautiful Kangaroo Valley, NSW

Beware of the blurb (x 2)


I'm a lucky guy.
Two of Australia's most wonderful poets will have their blurbs on the back cover of Caged Without Walls. There's no catch. No money changed hands (though I would have gladly!). I sent them the manuscript and they very kindly agreed to provide a few sentences. I guess that means my work isn't total shit. If I never publish another book, I will always have this one. Truly, I am honoured.

So here then is a little about each of them and a random poem which may not represent them fully or even be close to their best, just a mere sample.

Andrew Burke






    Summer Holidays

      As a late afternoon seabreeze
      rattled the sleepout's louvres,
      Father sang -
      "It's illegal, it's immoral,
      Or it makes you fat ..."
      
      The air smelt of sundried seaweed.
      
      Our long shadows did
      crude tableaux on the grass.
      'Go on, dare ya!'
      but the girls didn't bite.
      
      Overpainted for daylight,
      Mother sulked in her sundress,
      swivelling ice
      with a red-nailed finger.
      
      Like a blowfish,
      our host sucked air
      to fire-up the barbecue.
      Father sang on, oblivious.
      
      We shared our fourth jug
      of ice-cubed raspberry cordial,
      clinking our glasses together.
      
      'The future,' I toasted.
      The other kids just
      looked at me.



His most recent work is Undercover of Lightness available through Walleah Press.


Graham Nunn

Likewise, Graham Nunn has had multiple books published.  
 The First 30 and other poems is his latest, written in response to the birth of his first son. Some of his other books are available here

You can read more about Graham here. He also runs a Poetry event in Brisbane called Speedpoets which has going for over a decade. They produce an old fashioned zine which you can subscribe to. It's small but only $20 for a year's subscription, roughly 8 issues.



You can read more about Graham here. He also runs a Poetry event in Brisbane called Speedpoets which has going for over a decade. They produce an old fashioned zine which you can subscribe to. It's small but only $20 for a year's subscription, roughly 8 issues.








Here's one of his poems published only a few days ago..

Toddle (part vi)

the afternoon like a fragment
pollen colours the air
in every nose
you grab at mum’s skirt
bare your teeth and beg
for milk
the wind is sweet and rank
always is
the sky a hoarse throat reciting
there is silence after
the hunger in both
your bodies fold
*


I urge you to investigate them both further. 
Oh, what did they write in regards to Caged Without Walls?
You'll have to buy the book to find out.
It should be available in early June '13 here.

See you soon.




Let me believe in tiny fortunes


 

My video poem This tiny fortune has been accepted by Otoliths, an Australian based online magazine. It is live now in Issue 29. There is a variety of material for your perusal. It's quite comprehensive.

 

 

 

 

 

Here is a poem I wrote in March of 2012. 

 

 

Let me believe


When they offer you a glimpse into fantasy
It’s a very alluring proposition
One which you are eager to pursue
As we want to believe
Because belief is tantalizing
Belief is security  
Belief is the possibility of dreams made tangible.

Yet conviction is security
And we can hardly fathom
That we could be deceived…
That an individual
Would go to so much effort
To present an illusion.

And yet some people
Are not us
And we are hurt
Like children
And dismayed
In the knowledge
That greed can be manifested
So strongly
And wholly
More than dreams.

So don’t ask us to sing the national anthem
When some don’t rejoice at all.
As we are not unified
Only when we find a common enemy
And even then
Temporarily. 
 


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Next post
More news of my soon to be published poetry collection Caged Without Walls.

Until then,

=]


Past catching up

 

Past catching up and overtaking



I have a new poem up at Fat City Review.

I sat in my car
Outside her house...


(In case it bothers you, I would give it an adult warning).

It's been up for a while but I wasn't aware.
It's up towards the top but there's plenty else to explore too.
Please leave a small comment there to support me and the good folks at Fat City.

Thank you.

Previous poems on this site, here

By the way, the Book Face artwork appears in the same issue.


Soon,  

My first poetry collection Caged Without Walls is full steam ahead.
Exciting news on who is writing the blurbs for the back cover.

Until then,
Thanks for dropping in.