KURILPA POETS JULY PHOTO REVIEW;
“IS THIS LOVE??”
Sure it F**kin’ is!
“Any Man who can safely drive whilst kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.”- Albert Einstein
“Love“, the wise old, bearded-philosopher & pervert, Plato, once declared,” makes Poets of us All!” and it certainly seemed there was no lack of Inspiration at the Kurilpa Poets July Event, where for once, the day’s designated Theme was not completely ignored by all and sundry!
Looks like the Love Poem still has Legs!
So after a suitably sultry opening set from smouldering songstress Jem Sparkle (Solo on this occasion)
a scarlet clad Rev Hellfire kicked off the first Open Mic by reading absent Water-Rat, Michael Vaughan‘s
charming sonnet on memories of partners past. (As always Michael likes to bracket his poems with quotes, in this case from Albert Einstein. See above.) Wal, veteran of the old Bohemian Cafe Poetry Scene, on the other hand, candidly confessed he was not a morning person, and apt to crush the skulls of innocent pigeons before his first coffee.
Geoffrey Evans turned in a bravura performance, assuring us that while Men may fall in Love thru the Eyes, Women fall in Love thru the Ears. (Surely every ugly Poet’s Hope!)
Tony Rice pondered whether we may one day live to see the edge of the Universe, whilst newly elected Committee member, the sternly sentient Eido Boru, referred us back to Einstein again.
Sadly Sue Dreeves Dawn-drenched verse was interrupted by the Reverend’s clumsy offstage antics, as he inexplicably made repeated attempts to destroy Jem Sparkles guitar. (Big MEA CULPA from the Rev here Ladies! Sheer clumsiness I’m afraid!) Fortunately attendants swiftly moved him out of the disaster area whilst they swept up the broken glass, and the show rolled on.. Thomas Nelson went on to assure the Object of his Poem’s Desire that “You are mine alone tonight” whilst the Kurilpa Poet’s Cultural Ambassador to Vietnam, Mr Cam Logan, told us the tale of Benny’s sentimental clarinet.
My notes for Kurilpa Cup Winner Fiona Privitera say only,
“Celery“. Not sure. It might be a Vegan thing.
Narelle Kinneally Tolstaff then made a reappearance at Kurilpa after a gap of..oh, lets say far too long. Good to see you back dear.
Newcomer Alice sashayed stylishly on stage to deliver a most confident reading, whilst Water Rat Elder, Paul Dobbyn, popped down from his Uni-Bomber style log cabin in the bush to deliver his latest poetic manifesto.
Nigel Q PapaYandi impressively improvised an impromptu Revolutionary Love poem on the spot , whilst as always SAVANNU‘s poems seem to have the last laugh, and it’s a very strange laugh indeed. Gerrard made some public spirited announcements and Shane discoursed learnedly on this months forgotten artistic genius, Grace Cossington Smith.
Then it was time for the Refreshment Break whilst the sweetly seductive Jem sang her second set, at one stage joined by lovely Linda Loop on Trumpet and the Reverend on backing vocals (making up for his earlier misdeeds) for a rousing version of that old Johnny Cash classic, Ring of Fire.
Then it was time for our Feature Poet, the “Doctor of Love”, Matt Hetherington, newly shaven like a Buddhist monk (probably comes from writing all those Haiku) to deliver his set. After a serious of exquisitely crafted haiku, and similar minimalist poetic pieces, and learning that he likes his Lovers to lie on his left side, we were treated to some sensitive poems on his 9 year old daughter. (Matt shared his plan with us to chart her childhood by writing a series of such poems, producing one every twelve months or so. )Some of the glorious simplicity of the childs world was captured in the sample that we heard from this ongoing project.
Matt is a natural gentleman and his poems are like himself; intelligent, witty, wry, sometimes angry, mostly amused, sensitive yet displaying a quiet strength, self-contained and yet also caring. These are all qualities, it struck me, that are necessary for writing the perfect Love Poem.
The Second Open Mic Set saw New comer Janeen join the ranks of the Water Rats, to contribute her verse dissecting an “emotional relationship”. Or it might have been an “emotional relation-grip“..my notes aren’t clear at this point.
Cam returned to read a poem on one leg. Again, not sure why.
It’s like that Celery thing. My notes are largely disintegrated from this point, having unaccountably been soaked in wine.
Linda Loop emerged once more from the Kitchen to sing in pure tones acapella, “Das Verlassene Madlein” an ancient Lied.
Also adding Musical Content was a surprise appearance at the end of the day by local “living musical legend”, Ms Dawn Daylight.
It’s always an experience to hear Dawn sing and this was no exception. The audience was blown away by her powerful voice, as indeed was the Rev, who promptly booked her to feature as Mystery Musician in September.
And so the Occasion ended amidst plentiful Vibes of Peace Love and Serenity. The Water Rats, Tired but Happy, scurried off to their various burrows for the night
to write more verse by candlelight no doubt, whilst the more nocturnally inclined adjourned as always to the Rumpus Room next to the Big Lizard in West End to continue the good fellowship.
As always I’ll let the pictures do the rest. Ciao till next time.
-words by Unckle “Can’t decipher my notes” Rat.
-photos by Shane “Colourblind!!?” K.
AUGUST & SEPTEMBER
The Water Rats will be having a break on Sunday August 28th, to show the QLD Poetry Festival our support.
Instead we’ll be helping to co-host their Indigenous Breakfast reading happening that morning at the Croquet Club.
We’ll be posting more on this before the event or you can check the QLD Poetry Festivals website for further details.
The Kurilpa Poets will be returning in September to our usual spot on the last Sunday of the month.
In fact we’ve got a really great Spring show coming up on
SEPTEMBER 25th, 2pm with a special, celebrity Politician/Poet Feature Poet who’s sure to cause a ruckus!!
Stay tuned for further details!