Eating a burrito in the Festival Theatre foyer hair in a half-up half-down
Watching umbrellas & people blow through the door looking for E and her mother
Are they wearing furs? Where are they? E loves the theatre doesn’t come late
Two girls walk past in Year 12 jumpers & I never went to my five-year reunion
Hung up these port ...
Listening to my own listless heart beating & you
beside me I discover we are minor seconds apart
tragic-chromatic but if subtle harmony does exist
it’s a three-year-old playing fists palms & elbows
we manage to stay out of each other’s way mostly
save for collateral clashes/catastrophes: collisions
& rhythms? look at this ven ...
We received almost 1,000 entries in this year’s Peter Porter Poetry Prize – by far our biggest field to date. Entries came from twenty-two countries. The judges – Ali Alizadeh, Jill Jones, Felicity Plunkett – have now shortlisted