2019 Kurilpa Poetry Cup! Line Up & Rules

Line Up & Rules for the fabulous


Sunday 30th June, 2pm

with Feature Poet & Guest Judge


& Mystery Musician


Ooh it Sparkles!

& the unsuspected Artistry of


the enigmatic Shane K

Master of Ceremonies


Yes once again the Kurilpa Poetry Cup is upon us,

a chance for all local Vocals & vociferous Versifiers to strut their stuff

and win fabulous prizes, including, of course,

the multi-purpose magnificence of the CUP itself,

as well as the traditional Bottle of Wine,

a Loaf of Bread & a Book of Verses,

and a small cash prize of $50,

plus a number of other subsidiary prizes to be awarded

to sundry contestants at the discretion of our esteemed Judge.

Jonno at Kurilpa poets 2016


This year we are honoured to have help with the Judging duties for the KP CUP, non-other than our very own Political Firebrand and Poetic Maverick, local Greens councillor, Jonathan SRI.

Jonno has always been a keen supporter of the Kurilpa Poets and Poetry in general. Indeed, he is a polished and articulate poetic performer in his own right, and we look forward to his return appearance at the Croquet Club for the 2019 Kurilpa Poetry Cup.

Judging Poetry can be a difficult business, (Poets have been known to bve overly sensitive!) and we thank Jonno for taking the time out from his busy schedule to take on yet another “civic duty”.

2013 kurilpa cup

The guidelines are pretty much the same as in previous years..


*There is no fee for competing in the Cup.

*Sign up is from 1.45.

*The first round will start approx 2.20.

*A number of finalists will be selected to go on to the final round, so have at least 2 two poems prepared.

*You can use props or musical instruments or assistants.

*There is not usually a time limit, but if there are a large number of entrants we may have to ration out reading time on the day. We therefore advise keeping yr poems under the 4 minute mark.

The Winning Poet will be showered with prizes, these being;

*An elegant, re-purposed Trophy (reputed to possess Mystical Powers!)

*A handsome certificate suitable for framing or wrapping fish

*$50 in cash,

and of course, the traditional

*Loaf of Bread, Jug of Wine and Book of Verses.


There will also be a Peoples Choice Award, and worthy competing Poets this year may be awarded various other trinkets for their efforts as the Judges whim or fancy dictates.

For those interested in learning more about the origins and history of this Iconic Event, the Reverend Hellfire has produced an historical monograph, which can be read




Kurilpa Cup 2019

Hear ye, hear ye, ratbags and misfits of Kurilpa!

(and Brisbane Poetry in general).

The time is nigh once again for the fabled

Kurilpa Poetry Cup


The previous year’s cup, (rumoured to hold mystical powers)…


Stay tuned, gentlefolk, as the final details for this noble tradition of the spoken word are even now taking shape. An esteemed guest poet will shortly be




invited to act as judge for the day’s contest, which will see entrants competing not only for the fabulous Kurilpa Cup itself, but also for the associated subsidiary prizes traditionally presented to the winner, these being;

a jug of wine, a loaf of bread and a book of verse.

There will also be some cash and some handsome certificates presented not just to the Winner but to the Runners Up to commemorate their Triumph, and indeed there will be a general grab bag of prizes to be presented, as whim and fancy dictates, to competing poets on the day.

So get ready, Brisbane! Gird your loins, sharpen your teeth and bring your bitter words! Bring your sweet sonnets! Bring your sarcastic satires!

Bring your sonorous Odes!

Sunday, 30th June,

Door Opens 2pm with our

 Mystery Musician of the Month!!!

at the West End Croquet Club,

91 Cordelia Street, South Brisbane.

More details TBA soon!

2018 KPcup


Kurilpa Open Mic – Sunday 26th May, 2pm

Kurilpa Presents…


The Official ‘Back to Basics’ Poetry Deprivation Chamber!


Well, not exactly.

Due to some very tricky circumstances, Kurilpa have been unable to secure Feature Poets nor Muscians for this month’s gig.


In its place we shall still be entertained! Our usual Extended Open Mic and afternoon tea spread shall be in evidence, as well as a Random Writing Theme!

Yes, that’s right. Tomorrow we shall play a little game… a spontaneous poetry game, to stimulate our little grey cells.

So, all together now!

2pm, Sunday the 26th of May

West End Croquet Club

91 Cordelia Street, South Brisbane

Bring a plate to share, and bring your weird words!

Be there, or be somewhere far less interesting!


Kurilpa Poets Open Mic – Sunday, 26th May

That which is not dead, can eternal lie.

And within strange aeons, even death may die.

But the Kurilpa Poets ain’t dead yet, folks!

That’s right! Though the country is still reeling from the slings and arrows of outrageously unexpected election results, we’ll be there as always to sling a little mud (and hopefully some words too).

So gird your loins, Brisbane! Make steely your sinews and prepare for poetry!

The particulars, as always:

2pm, Sunday the 26th of May

West End Croquet Club

91 Cordelia Street, South Brisbane

More details await as the fog begins to clear, so stay tuned, fine citizens!


Update – The Return of the Kurilpa Poets! Sunday, 28th of April, at the West End Croquet Hall.

That’s right, folks!

After a brief period of radio static and sudden silence, everyone’s favorite ratbag gig is back for the last Sunday of April!

This month, our hallowed hall will be blessed with the words and reflections of a Kurilpa original,

Fiona Privitera


Fiona returns to us after a sojourn into the unknown… possibly, we’re not sure. However, we are sure that her work is sure to amaze us even as it unravels out ideas and preconceptions like so much yarn in a labyrinth.

As for our Mystery Muso… it’s a mystery! Stay tuned to find out.

The Vital Statistics:

Sunday, 28th April


West End Croquet Hall

Entry – $5 Members, $8 non-members

Be there, or be somewhere far less interesting!

Kurilpa Poets Open Mic – 31st of March

Rachel Cecilia

RACHEL CECELIA; Kurilpa’s Feature Poet for March

Greetings, good citizens!

The rumours bounding about the suburbs are true – after an unusually long month The Kurilpa Poets are returning for another round of open mic, so come and try out our new PA system, the old one having burnt out after too many sonnets!

After the strange environs of our excursion to House Conspiracy, we return (for now) to our original home at the West End Croquet Club.

Moreover, our Feature Artist can now be revealed – acclaimed performance poet Rachel Cecelia!

Here is a sample of her credentials:

Rachel Cecelia has been writing and accidentally performing poetry for at least three years, gracing stages at Ruckus Brisbane, B-Sides and the Jungle Love Festival. Moving many audiences with her words about relationships, breakups, and occasionally her vulva, Rachel Cecelia is filled to the brim with courage and a constant champion for self love.

And as for our Mystery Muso…

Well… it’s a mystery, you see – you’ll have to come and find out!


UNSUSPECTED ARTIST for March is English figurative artist Stanley Spencer, (1891-1959) famed for painting Biblical scenes using characers and scenes from English rural life.

(c) DACS; Supplied by The Public Catalogue Foundation

So come join us on Sunday, the 31st of March!

Address: 91 Cordelia Street, South Brisbane

Time: 2pm – 5pm


Bring a poem, and bring your bitter words!

(Trendy collage flyer coming soon, I promise).


Kurilpa Poets Open Mic – February review Kurilpa on the Road!

Good day, fine citizens of Fayre Brisbane Towne!

Bright was the blessed Sunday arvo of February 24 that found our humble poetry mob step blinking from our usual warrens and seek the fertile ground of House Conspiracy – West End.


The poets slowly filed in to the strange environs of the Old Queenslander undercroft, the shadowy corners filled with arcane artwork and odd shadows that twisted away from the fluorescent lights above.

We entered to the sacred music of one Lucie Garlick, whose incredible vocal range and creative storytelling formed the heart and soul of our gathering. She belted out awesome hot bluesy rock, uncompromising and fierce.


Soon enough, the open mic began in earnest, as faces new and old assembled to listen as we shared our odd confessions:

Newcomer Heather bravely took to the stage first to share four short poems of days long gone, of Western Plains and stars, rainclouds and the rich imagery of a coming day, before paying tribute to the wartime nurses and the Australian Light Horse.

Michal Vaugn, the sonateer of all seasons, gave us a payday sonnet – with jingling pockets, stipends and renumeration, such satisfaction, practical and fun in equal measure.

The Venerable Eido gave us, initially, something happier, a confession of fury, and the lacking of the soul.

Geoffrey Evans, who has become a woman, though still an embryo, paying the price with even measure.

Thomas brough us Laments of Life, the deaths that sneak, the ill behaviours, allowed by passivity.

Savanu shared with us an ancient saga – the saga of the Dividing Act, no contribution required to the common boundary.

Another newcomer, Tusitala spoke honestly and passionately of the New Australian, shared the tale of being a migrant kid, settling in a new land, going from monsoons to seas of maroon.

The Reverend Hellfire first lamented the lack of a jackhammer (the construction noise outside sometimes intruding), then lamented the death of the earth – with a song, fighting for bread and water. Build a dome-shaped ark!

Trent was a mad dog, drowning out the noisy earthworks with a tale of Toms, Dicks and Harrys, vapour trails of hell and evil incarnate in a passionate message about abuse and cover-up – spread the good word about the greatest evil.


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After a brief intermission, out own art director Shane gave an impressive lecture on the life and times of our artist of the month, Frida Kahlo, sharing the work and life of this remarkable woman with us.


Our second half was opened by Lucie, who wanted to share with us the intimacy of creation after sharing with us her inspiring and energetic performance.

Eido gave us a sad prison poem – Six years at Wolston – coping with crime with no damn reprieve.

Geoffry spoke of a London kid going to town with an elaborate revenge plot via STDs, before sharing with us what the radio called A Perfect Love Poem.

Thomas gave us “Unspoken” – the difficult reality of new families and the trials of true love.

Thus spake Savanu – “So much for free speech” – Tales of dirty looks while busking, and the strange looks from passers-by

And at last, Trent shared with us a quick love poem – the windows to the heart.

With that, our little entourage called the session to a close. Many thanks to the dear poets who came to share and listen, to our art director Shane, Linda for handing the kitchen matters, and to our wandering minstrel Lucie.

Stay tuned, dear citizens! Details of next month will be arriving soon. Until next time, keep writing and keep listening.

The Return of the Kurilpa Poets – February 24th

Good day, good citizens and followers of the Humble Water Rat!

Though the sun may glare like a billion angry LED bulbs, your unexpected salvation is here!

That’s right!

The Kurilpa Poets have returned for a bold new year of dynamic open mics. For our first gig, we have decided to take our leave from our venerable, ancestral homeland (West End Croquet Club) for February and try something a little more….




Our inaugural gig of 2019 will be held… at the (in?)famous House Conspiracy!

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Photo from westender.com.au










I shall let their bio do the talking:

Brisbane’s only dedicated emerging arts residency space.

House Conspiracy is a new arts and community space for residencies and private use. Located at 42 Mollison St in Brisbane’s central West End, across from where The Burrow once was, we are focused on empowering artists to create a more diverse and vibrant Brisbane. (From their website: http://houseconspiracy.org/house)

Nestled between a rock and a hard development, House Conspiracy is a bold, proud nail-house that stares convention in the face AND SPITS. (For real, they’re actually the nicest, most helpful people you are sure to meet. They host a great variety of arty gigs, workshops and various creative endeavors, doing their utmost to Keep West End Weird). The Kurilpa Poets are honoured that they have allowed us to visit their hallowed chambers, so they may echo with the discordant strains of poetry…

Not to mention the slick stylings and kick-arse vocals of this month’s feature muso: Lucie Garlick!

Check out her performance at Ipswich’s No.1 gig for the cool and unexpected, Solidarity Kulture Club:

Now, to the brass tacks:

  • Date and time – Sunday, 24th February, 2-5pm
  • Address – 42 Mollison Street, West End (near bloody Coles)
  • Entry – FREE!

That’s right, free entry!

However, we will be passing around a donation tin for our feature performer, so please chip in to help live music 🙂

Please note that, as with the Croquet Club, you’re welcome to bring a plate of food to share. However please don’t bring any BYO alcohol, as this interferes with the harmony of artistic integrity (possibly).

Hope to see you there! As always, bring a poem! Bring your bitter words, your musical weapons, and we shall make merry by the light of the afternoon sun!



*Editor’s note – Please ignore my glaring spelling errors. Sorry, Lucie 🙂

SYNTHESIA End-of-Year Word/Music Mash, 25th Nov.



SYNTHESIA Word/Music Mash-up!

SUNDAY 25th November, 2pm

The Croquet Club/91 Cordelia St


Hi fellow Water Rats & Friends!

It’s our last show at the old Croquet Club for 2018,

and to send the year off with a bang we’re going to mix it up a little with a Word/Music mash-up featuring some of the Water Rats’ favourite local Musicians & Poets.

Amongst the diverse luminaries;

Presidential emcee, Cam Logan will be bringing in his new improved Theremin to add suitable atmospherics. “Papa John” Tracey will be bringing in his acoustic geetar to the fray (and playing some of his new Agit-Pop songs)

Reverend Hellfire will be on theatrics and keyboards,  

whilst the lovely Linda Loop‘s trumpet will be heralding a new age as a host of local versifiers take to the stage to share their words & visions.

Adding to this multi-remedial melange, will be the Surrealistic Art of Joseph Cornell up on the Virtual Gallery.

Visual Arts Director, the enigmatic Shane Kafka tells us

that when European Surrealists fled the Nazi in the 40’s, they soon discovered that assemblage artist & experimental filmmaker Cornell (1903-1972) was America’s best native practitioner of that school.

Cornell is perhaps best remembered today for his “boxes”-hermetically sealed travelogues of the imagination.

So don’t miss this one! Come and join us in the air-conditioned comfort of the Olde Croquet Club beneath the shady trees of sacred Musgrave Park.

As always there’ll be 2 Open Mic sessions, fabulously eclectic company, free food & refreshments, free onsite parking, prizes and the usual kindness of strangers. Bring your words & musical implements,

or bring a bottle/plate/packet or something nice

to share at the feast but mostly bring yourself.

Food, glorious food!

All friendly folk welcome!

Admission a mere $8 or $5 for members.

(Cash only)


Kurilpa Open Mic October Review – 28/10/2018

Good day, fine citizens!

T’was a hot and heavy afternoon when we gathered at the Hallowed Croquet Grounds to celebrate the spoken word. The Curious Followers of the Humble Water Rat were blessed, many times blessed by a hot sweet afternoon of BITTER WORDS and the GROWLS OF THE DARK BLUES.

Your humble reporter will endeavor to paint you a picture.

Scene 1 – A fiddly combination lock, stubborn but eventually yielding as the vanguard of our little group made our way in and set to stacking chairs. Eventually, the band of poets settled in for an opening set by October’s kickass Mystery Muso Dylan Ferrier.

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Dylan’s skill with the guitar and raw, uncompromising vocals heralded the beginning of the Traditional Kurilpa Open Mic.

The Reverend Hellfire kicked things off, speaking of coffee, brooding and percolating frustration, a bitter cup drained to the dregs. Next was Paul who proclaimed that Hitler was a Heavy Metal Man Gone Bad, staring mad-eyed at the heavens, a hyped out Hamlet. Sav felt concious of things gone wrong, cause and effect and eventual evaporation, while Thomas spoke of creaking boats in the mist, waiting at the oars, watching for sandbars on the last day of the holidays.

Glenn, having just returned from Planet Absurdia (led by self-polishing presidential turds), painted a smelly picture of a mad, shitty society that draws ever closer each passing day. Shane imagined Death as a Dominos Deliverer of Oblivion (with extra cheese) before Trent brawled with advertisers, then dueled with love, balancing malice and presenting a synopsis for his novella. Peter brought us to the end with a tale of the boat shed, tango-dancing, glittering water and taking chances.

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Scene 2 – Post-Lunch, feature poet Fiona takes the stage.

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Fiona is a longtime favorite of the Kurilpa Poets, and this time as always, her work was poignant and full-bodied. She began with a serires of short, strange sketches – on life without a head, a fondness for the first two lines, and the proper was to care for them.

She shared a beautiful poem of the life of an Iranian librettist, before discussing depression, and old dust. A ‘Recycled Netflix Poem’ was next, taken from assembled captions, and after that an erotic refrigerator poem, and the intimacy of a shared cigarette. A standout line: ‘My love is formless. My love follows no orders.’ Her work was delivered, as always, with honesty and grace. We were blessed to have her among us to share her attitude, her thoughts and her observations.

Scene 3 – Round Two of the open mic!

The Rev started us off again, speaking of suspicion, supping at our veins, inviting parasites, before Paul discussed the roots of femininity, the communal birth of nature’s fecundity. The one and only Savanu shared a fantasy of television, after which Thomas (making no apologies for bad rhymes) reminisced about the personal history of this grandfather’s pocket watch. Abbot the Maggot got his due via Glenn’s interpretation of the weekend Australian, before Shane share the history of Clarence Cliff, the feature artist of the month.

Trent shared a lot with us, starting with a poem to a loved one – poetry wrapped in flesh – before sharing his initiative to create legal, digital grafitti, accesable to all on an interactive touch-screen wall. Peter shared a song of the Baby Grand, working through the verses to share his memories. Finally, Gary spoke of Sam-I-Am and the convenient gurus – the persistence of being worn down by the idea of a flat earth.

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And with that, another fine Kurilpa poets open mic came to an end.

Stay tuned, folks, for details of the next gig! Coming soon…