States of Poetry QLD

'The World's Yard' by MTC Cronin | States of Poetry Queensland - Series One

MTC Cronin
09 March 2016

Right at the back of the world's yard I am sitting. I have nothing.
I had a stone but lent it to the poet to put in his shoe. No sooner
did he turn into a slim golden feather that flew straight to the
sun that fed the snakes new skins. It could as easily have
resulted in ripe figs resting in baskets or unruly persimmon
trees twirling in fogged mountains. Regardless ... More

'Little Track' by MTC Cronin | States of Poetry Queensland - Series One

MTC Cronin
09 March 2016

Time falls out
of your house

and onto a slab
of lucerne which

the cows eat as
they wander away

from the orchard's
long flowing hour.

Sweet and full
of wild honey

is the flower
is the bird.

Part of your love
is timeless enough

says the little track
left by ants.

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'The Grass is Full by MTC Cronin | States of Poetry Queensland - Series One

MTC Cronin
09 March 2016

Moon is a paper lamp
burning all night.

The grass
is full of shadows.

Hardly room in here
with the cupboard's coat.

Small broken windows
open dream's row.

The wild birds
all leave my mind at once –

mouth banging shut
in the dark.

'The grass is full
of blue free stars.'

The universe jus ... More

'Ambition Man' by Lionel Fogarty | States of Poetry Queensland - Series One

Lionel Fogarty
09 March 2016

The things us Murri blackfellas have to go over in life's
Futures is hard.
Love's gone bad and less money and work.
This easy going one got the flour tea sugar our mothers and fathers worked for.
We were black men before the lot say, Ah ah, what's colour got to do with it?
Well the light comes from the dark.
May our babies never forget the black men who washed clea ... More

'He Had a Dream of Times' by Lionel Fogarty | States of Poetry Queensland - Series One

Lionel Fogarty
09 March 2016

They swing on real dreams of freedom.
Peace is like things of the past.
Justice is like ice on the lands never seen.
The dream he had was his own.
For he got pay for his speech.
People now can't dream in positive.
For money to dream became working to scream.
Years went by things same lay at the beds and rooms.
Pain anger injustices seem to be their lifelo ... More

'the notebooks of Mr & Mrs Emeritus' by Nathan Shepherdson | States of Poetry Queensland - Series One

Nathan Shepherdson
09 March 2016

ironing the crease into her lung with your breath
the six words in end steam over blue charcoal in her eye

your hands arrive in separate envelopes on different days
and they are addressed to each other

even the earth in its eyedropper is not medicine to our mouths
it's the milk dispensed through holes in a flute that keeps us alive

Mr & Mrs Emeritus ... More

'the black hand of Badia Elmi' by Nathan Shepherdson | States of Poetry Queensland - Series One

Nathan Shepherdson
10 March 2016

the black hand of Badia Elmi corrected and cropped

Nathan Shepherdson


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