Look at this nonsense
If John Wainright did set his mind to writing limericks his kids would possibly roll him out beside the wheelie bins and hope that some poetry-starved Brisbane resident might pick him up in a rickety timber trailer. So we’re all pleased he leaves the limerick form alone and keeps pushing poetry to weird, stretchy strange-y places. He’s an experimenter. Unafraid to throw something wild onto page or stage to see if it’ll bite off one of the faces in the audience. He blogs poetry at MirrorMosaicOfSounds and does a fantastic sound poem of a fighter plane flying over). And…
he’s one of the Callback poets performing (and competing) in the SpeedPoets Final at the Hideaway on Saturday 30th November.
I asked him a few questions to see if he’s awake.
about lunchtime. I was looking for a beer
I fancy one…
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