Miroslav Holub's 'The Door'...

I think it's time to re-visit my old love - Miroslav Holub...
The poem is entitled 'The Door'... pic.twitter.com/BfhnEUVxG3

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) September 20, 2021

I first reflected on this poem here Thursday 23rd April, 2020.

my son was Vergil?...

An intriguing thread...
My son was about 5...Constantly he told me that his real name was Vergil (or Virgil)...not exactly a common name these days...He said he owned a big house in beautiful countryside...The only Vergil I know was a Roman poet (The Aeneid) in Augustus' era... https://t.co/J269MVTDzH

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) August 21, 2021

Edna St Vincent Millay...

Think Zelda Fitzgerald + Sylvia Plath... and add some more...This is Edna St Vincent Millay... almost lost today, but in her own lifetime a magnet, adored for her chaos within...
Vivian Gornick on the Magnetism of Edna St. Vincent Millay https://t.co/FWJeOcRpUL via @lithub

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 20, 2021

a New Year thought...

Looking for a quote that was a little different...
I found this...by one of my favourite poets... pic.twitter.com/END3TaNDPT

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) December 31, 2020

Martin Johnston remembered...

Winter Solstice of 2020 marked the 30th anniversary of the death of Australian poet Martin Johnston (12 Nov 1947 - 21 Jun 1990). He was the son of Charmian Clift and George Johnston. 'Beautiful Objects' - released October 2020 = anthology of his poetry...https://t.co/jqAo7RCJYF

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) December 5, 2020

Excerpt from 'The Blood Aquarium' 

Tonight the air is delicate 

like those tremulous aquatints 

in the better Victorian chronicles of travel. 

One would expect it to lisp. 

‘I think I would look better,’ it might say, 

‘in basic black.’ 

And in the night’s night 

we swing on the clapper of a black bell, tolling 

impossible polyphonies of burnished fish 

into the squi#ering plasma that surrounds us.

- More poetry HERE

inspire with chalk...

I admire what others are doing to keep the world smiling...

Rob Cairns is a teacher on the Bellarine Peninsula...

Her creative idea could easily be a project for students to try...

shared a few of my poems on the footpaths this morning 🙏💜 pic.twitter.com/CiHU1I0OQ7

— Rob Cairns (@robbiepoet) March 29, 2020