WARM WINTER WORDS-Photo Review

David Hallett warms up the crowd

Warm Winter Words;

Photo-Review

Secretary John Treason & Treasurer Carol Balfor bask on the steps

Twas one of Brisbane’s perfect Winter Days, blue sky-ed, sunny and mild. The only dark thought was how hot next Summer is going to be if this is how warm it is in Winter.

Fortunately Poetry is generally carbon neutral and so we gathered with a free conscience to toast our toes in the fiery glow of Poesy.

Kurilpa’s favourite Mystery Musician, Jem Sparkle, filled the hall with her sweet tunes and rollicking rockers as the poets gathered from near and far to add their kindling to the flames.

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Master of Ceremonies for the Day, Cam Logan stepped forward to ignite the Open Mic and a succession of phrases and images tumbled out of our poets mouths/ snatching at the word-lines /scraps of poetry swirling in the currents like ashes..

First Time Kurilpa reader Brett Cravaliat impressed and left us with the curious mental image of a naked Samuel Pepys..The venerable Eido Boru set out to Offend the Offended and the Begating begun..stepping into the Void, MC Cam’s Voice was Lost & Found, one day playing with cardboard gun, the next a Gold Coast Kardashian..Gentleman poet, Michael Vaughan shared words of wisdom whilst The Reverend‘s warming winter words were Soup for the Soul while the Loaded Dog delivered a timely reminder to Do Unto Others..newcomer Carla Cravaliat rounded the first open mic off to well earned applause, and it was time to eat.

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And eat we did, with a generous abundance of Tasties donated by the water rats, and some rather nice wines were on hand as well to go with it as songbird Jem Sparkle trilled.

Happily also, with the kitchen successfully chained off from the mob this month, Crowd Control was no longer a problem for our hard-working kitchen crew.

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After an illuminating presentation on the days featured artist, Stuart Davis, by Visual Arts Director Shane K it was time for our Feature Poet from the rainbow region, David Hallett.

Quietly but clearly spoken, the casualness of his approach/appearance belies the polished professionalism of this powerful poets performance.

As with all good/great poets, David has the difficult task of being sooth sayer/ truth sayer in an Age where “ten million facebook likes can’t be wrong”, and where “Climate Change is a prank phone call” and the “roll call of extinction” expands exponentially every day. This Suburban Shaman reads the signs in the modern wilderness, there are revelations to be found everywhere, even in the simple act of trying to recycle batteries at Aldi. Can Poetry heal the Soul and Save the World? David Hallett for one is willing to give it a try.

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Too soon it was the Master Poets’ last poem, a moving tribute to Byron Bay and its’ healing nonconformist Vibes, celebrating the Power of Place. David gave us a professional performance and some Great Poetry; which kept the audience focused thru-out his set and won an extended round of applause for his efforts at the conclusion..

The Second Open Mic rolled around and was opened by songstress Linda Loop dashing from the Rotunda to sing a heart rending Schubert lieder that echoed agelessly thru the centuries.

Cahala gave us an amusing shaggy dog story concerning his adventures dealing with Coffee Culture & Veganism. later the author expressed doubts to me. Sure it was funny, he worried, but was it really poetry?

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New Kurilpa Poets member Brett returned to the stage

and explained that writing poetry allowed him to vent his Road Rage without feeling the need to reach for a sawn off shotgun. he then proceeded to blow away every highway irritant from Mercedes Benz Nazi’s to the bicycle before going on to explain that four wheel drives are the vehicle of choice for;

“overly hetero man/ where car and size of penis/ go hand in hand.”

Well, hand in glove I would hope, in this age of rampant viral infestations.

MC Cam gave us an absurdist haiku on a Magpie drinking from a styrofoam cup, whilst the Rev extolled the virtues of his Winter Bed.

The day rolled on to it’s conclusion. Before I let the photos do the rest of the talking, I’ll finish with these words of wisdom from Michael Vaughan;

“Withstanding raw, biting severity/

Prevailing through grit and tenacity.”

Linda Loop lilts lovely lieder 

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-Words; Unckle Rat

-Photos Shane K

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KURILPA POETS APRIL FOOLERY, 30th April 2017

KURILPA POETS

present

APRIL FOOLERY!

Sunday 30th April, 2pm

The Olde Croquet Club

91 Cordelia Street, Sth Brisbane.

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Yes it’s that time of the year when the jolly Jokesters, Japesters and Jesters

here at the Kurilpa Institute of Creativity

celebrate the Poetry of Mirth.

Feature Poet for this Feast of Frivolity

will be our very own Laughing Buddha,

Mr LOC TRAN,

Wordsmith most Wondrous,

Architect most Awesome

and Runner-Up at the celebrated

2017 Kurilpa Poetry Cup.

Loc Tran receiving award at 2017 KPC from a saintly Cam Logan

Meanwhile, providing a rockin’ and a rhymin’ soundtrack

as Mystery Musician, will be local singer/songwriter

QPapaYandi

Aside from solo appearances around the usual dives, Brother Q can be found performing regularly with the fabulous Whoopee-Do Crew, who appear at West Ends’ People’s Park every Wednesday and at West End and Gailes Community House events.

Q-Papa-Yandi is also a regular reader at the Kurilpa Poets’ Open Mic sessions, where he has often impressed the crowd with his free-flowing improvisational rap/poems.

Check out some of the Big Q’s sound at:

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Up on the VIRTUAL GALLERY‘s big screen

we have a double- feature this month;

First half of the show we’ll be exhibiting the supra-surrealistic visions of expatriate Australian artist

Jeffrey Smart

best known perhaps for his grim, foreboding, urbanised landscapes, largely deserted but for the occasional appearance of lone, curiously vulnerable, human figures. Surely an amusingly ironic (if a little rusty) backdrop for the occasion.

After the tea-break the Human spirit soars aloft once more, rising from the Mud to the Stars, via the flittery, fluttery wings not of Angels but of Butterflies!

BUTTERFLY REVOLUTION

Local anarcho-entomologist Frank J will be

showing Butterfly & Flutterbug photos from his personal Collection throughout the second session, and will later expound on the Mysteries of these magnificent sea-creatures.

Anarcho-entomologist and precipitating agent for foreign powers, Frank J.

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And of course as always, there will be

FREE FOOD & REFRESHMENTS!

FREE ONSITE PARKING!

TWO OPEN MIC SESSIONS!

PRIZES & SURPRISES!

AND THE FRIENDLIEST FOLK IN POETRY!

Meet our friendly kitchen staff! 

All this and more for a mere $5/($4 for members)

So come along and bring your funniest poem to read,

or bring your saddest and we’ll laugh at that!

But bring along your words, be they Prose or Poetry.

Or just come to Listen, and lie back and See!

Master of Ceremonies  & Figure of Fun, the Reverend Hellfire welcomes you aboard!

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1000 PROMISES PHOTO REVIEW

PHOTO REVIEW

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1,000 PROMISES

with

Madison Mae Parker & Francesca Willow

The Air was indeed rich with promise that day as the Water Rats gathered in their ancestral home, there to meet their International guests, and to share with them Words and Wine, Visions and Verse, Food and Fun!

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QPY and Linda Loop in action

We’d booked local troubadour QPapaYandi as Mystery Musician for the occasion and he did not disappoint, with his raucous, rockin’ tunes thumped out on a collection of suitably battered looking acoustic guitars. QPapa adds considerably to his sound with a Bob Dylanesque blues harp hanging ever at the ready around his neck. Joining him unannounced that day, to the delight of the crowd, was Trumpeter extrodinaire, the multi-talented Linda Loop. Passing control of the kitchen over to her loyal lieutenant Gil, she took her trusty Trumpet onstage to shake the rafters and give that extra bit of oomph to QPY’s tunes. It was a happy collaboration.

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Hitting the Open Mic that Day we saw Shane K warning us that the barbarians are coming..or possibly they’ve been delayed, enquiries are being made..Paul Dobbyn cheerily informed us that the Desert is a place he escapes to..first time reader Dave T bravely broke the bad news to his Other, “The Court says I can’t see you”…Marina T woke us all from a deep dream of peace with a rendition of the romantic classic Abou Ben Adhem (May his tribe increase)..

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The Venerable Eido updated us on the Arts Party’s recent successes whilst the Reverend Hellfire saw a worm in every apple..Sue Dreeves (happily uninterrupted by planes, helicopters or clumsy Reverend’s) shared her disbelief that, “the long road which took me here just ends!” The Reverend later helped medicate the ever-effervescent Geoffrey Evans after his empassioned rendition of the poem, “Mania”.

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Greg “Loaded Dog” Secombe was back from Spain and High on Cervantes. First time reader KENT told us of his project to write 100 Poems for his Partner, and shared with us Love Poem number 76, which, I believe, he plans to read at a friends’ upcoming wedding.

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Three O’clock, the first open Mic wound up and we dispersed to eat and drink and gossip while QPapaYandi and Linda Loop provided the soundtrack to our conviviality. We dined upon yet another fabulous feast donated by our big-hearted community and assembled by our hard-working kitchen team.

A gentle haze rose above the Rotunda..

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Suitably refreshed we re-gathered to listen to the end of QPY’s set and idly contemplate the eclectic collection of exquisite Japanese prints gathered for our appreciation by the Kurilpa Poets’ enigmatic and erudite Director of Visual Arts.

These ranged from the purely aesthetic to the aesthetic and erotic to the very strangely erotic. I now know more about nineteenth century Japanese Octopus Erotica than I ever dreamt possible, and my dreams were already very strange indeed..

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The first of our Feature Poets was Martin Porter who had journeyed all the way from the north island of New Zealand to be with us. Martin proved to be a pleasant, unassuming fellow poet whose poems betrayed a subtle humour and a keen eye.

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I spoke to him later about the poetry scene in his part of the world. They sound quite enthusiastic if not particularly organised in a formal way. However Martin tells me that they’ve done some self-publishing projects that have been quite successful.

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the amiable Mr Martin Porter

Then it was time for our much anticipated Feature Act, the combined artistry of wordsmith Madison Mae Parker and dancer Francesca Willow.

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Maddie & Fran acquire considerable stature thru performance

Texan Performance Poet Maddie and London-based dancer and choreographer Francesca have been touring the world with their “One Thousand Promises” show. Maddie (or “Mad” to her friends) declaims her passionate polemics, whilst Francesca interprets in writhing movement her every nuance, all accompanied by a recorded background soundtrack of their own original music. It’s a powerful mix.

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Both are very young, very professional

and very committed performers.

I was interested to note when talking to them afterwards,

just how short both girls were when I was standing next to them. No, neither would ever be called “tall”, yet on stage they both seem to acquire considerable stature. I put this effect down to the power of their personalities and performances.

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Mad’s words spill out/Churches of ambiguity/Van Gogh’s mutilated ear/unfinished apologies/wine in the vein and the broken body of a shared language/reasons not to kill yourself, primary one being the cat has to be fed (I know that one!). Meanwhile Francesca writhes and flexes, her body emotes while her face remains an impassive mask, the ancient Dichotomy of the Dance..

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Both gave large, brave performances in the intimate context of the Croquet Club Hall. Francesca in particular, I felt, had a difficult task; It must have been a challenging space for a dancer to work in; not safely up on a stage, illuminated on a pedestal and safely distanced from the audience. No, she had to work on the floor at our feet amongst the chairs. Like a true professional she rose to the challenge. Respect.

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The second Open Mic session was opened by Gerard who reminded us it was Halloween and proceeded to entertain us with some timely Zombie haiku. Continuing in the festive spirit, the Rev shared some tips on how to Kill a Vampyre,

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and later wrapped up the session with a spirited reading of absent Water Rat Michael Vaughan’s thrilling “action-sonnet” on the dramatic forced landing of

US AIRWAYS FLIGHT 1549“.

In retrospect it was perhaps not the most appropriate topic to read before our jet-setting, international guests, but they took it with good grace. Marina took us back to our roots with Clancy of the Overflow.

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The afternoon wore into evening and the Sun dipped towards the horizon.We bade our International guests “Fair Travelling”, and then, tired but happy, the Water-Rats made their way back to their burrows for another thirty days.

See you all next month for

the Kurilpa Poets’ End-of-Year-Gig,

which is also, coincidentally,

our Tenth Anniversary!

Woo-hoo!

Words; Unckle Rat

Photos; Shane K

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The Water Rats Picnic; Photo review

Who's the leader of the Gang???

Who’s the leader of the Gang??? Kurilpa Rat!

The Water Rats Picnic

Versifying at the West End Festival,

Saturday 29th October, 2016

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And so we Few, we Band of Brothers, took to the mean and gritty streets of West End to bring Poetry back to the People.

There had been some unfortunate scratchings to our line-up, and it was now down to a mere handful of bedraggled Survivors to uphold the good name of the Kurilpa Poets.

The Big Four taking the microphone that day were none other than stalwart Kurilpian Geoffrey Evans, the Venerable Eido Boru, Greg “The Loaded Dog” Secombe (back after an absence) and of course myself, the Reverend Hellfire. (No show without Punch).

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The Loaded Dog back to bark at West End Windmills

Accompanying us that day was Secretary John Treason, acting as both official photographer and Stage Manager. John had wisely arranged to have the poet’s stage moved from the somewhat isolated location of the people’s park and out onto the stage by the Big Lizard, in full public view, where we were able to annoy and provoke many more people.

An Inspirational looking Geoffrey Evans

An Inspirational looking Geoffrey Evans

Actually it was rather like Theatre-in-the-round – you had to keep rotating to address segments of the audience, meanwhile the microphone lead wrapped around you like a mummy’s bindings.

Enter the Venerable Eido

Enter the Venerable Eido

Naturally also, there were hold-ups with the usual technical problems you get performing at festivals; microphones failing and power sources suddenly cutting off and grumpy stage hands acting like it’s all your fault somehow..ah I love show biz!! I’m an artist so I sneak off to get a gin and tonic while others sort out the mundane tech issues. Eventually we had sound and we got to rant and strut our fretful hour upon the stage. It was indeed a lovely day to be declaiming our Wild and Wacky Words to the unsuspecting populace. A surprising number of passers-by and casual sitters-on-bums actually paid attention to us like they were really listening!. Some even smiled at us and laughed at our jokes!.

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A little bit of Theatre and clowning keeps the Vibe up-beat; Kurilpa Rat makes a furtive appearance..a Manic Geoffrey is injected with Medicinal Holy Water..Eido is deadpan droll as a Troll as always..

We wind up just in time to miss being drowned-out by what appears to be a Mexican Mariachi band celebrating the Day of the Dead. Ah West End!

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The Water Rats scurried home, tired but happy. The Carnival, for this year, was definitely over.

Thanks to Robin Taubenfield for inviting us to appear at the West End Festival.

Viva Kurilpa!

Viva Kurilpa!

Viva Kurilpa!

Words; Rev Hellfire

Pictures; John Treason

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Presenting Madison Mae Parker & Francesca Willow

The Kurilpa Poets present:

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Madison Mae Parker

& Francesca Willow

and their One thousand Promises!

Sunday, October 30th, 2016, 2pm

Croquet Club, Musgrave Park

This month the Kurilpa Poets are proud to present two young International Performance Artists who are bringing their collaborative poetry/dance project to our humble cultural outpost.

Maddie Mae Parker

Maddie Mae Parker

Madison Mae Parker, a Texas based Performance Poet,

and Francesca Willow, UK based dancer/choreographer have teamed up to produce their poetry/dance collaboration entitled “One Thousand Promises“. Having impressed audiences across the USA with their alchemical and confrontational performances, they are now poised to

rock Brisbane’s world with their powerfully individualistic art.

Madison‘s poetry has been described as,

“a weird, loud holiness that fills the room”.

As well as writing and performing, Madison runs her own poetry gig

in Texas called Mic Check and amongst her many other activities,

 has also been a director of the Texas Grand Slam Festival.

Always keen to encourage others to discover the “Power of the Pen”

she has also run a multitude of workshops on Poetry and Performance

related topics in recent years.

The flexible Francesca Willow

The flexible Francesca Willow

Meanwhile, a fan of the surreal, London based performer,

choreographer, dancer and writer Francesca states that

99% of the time her favourite hobby is,

dancing to someone’s words at a poetry slam”.

Accordingly, she has performed in a wide variety of venues, from the Wembley Arena and London’s renowned West End to Japan in the mysterious Far East.

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You can find lots more information on these talented young artists and their activities at their web sites:

http://www.madisonmaeparker.com/

http://www.francescawillow.com/

For a sampling of their work check out:

Or better yet, come and see them perform live

2pm this Sunday 30th October at:

The Olde Croquet Club

93 Cordelia Street

in the shade of sacred Musgrave Park

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And as always there will also be:

Mystery Musicians/ 2 Open Mic Sessions/

Free Food & Refreshments/ The

Virtual Gallery/ Free On-site Parking/

& Fabulously Friendly Folk!

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All this and more for a mere $5

See you there!

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SUBVERSIFY UPDATE, Jem Sparkles and Beatrix Potter to appear!

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SUBVERSIFY UPDATE

The tension builds with less than 24 hours until the Kurilpa Poets SUBVERSIFY event takes place on Sunday 25th September at 2 pm, with Feature Poet Jonothan Sri

leading the vanguard of our highly trained cadre of subversive Poets.

Government forces are already erecting barricades around the compound as supporters gather in the nearby safety of Musgrave Park. Several on the spot fines have already been slapped on poet protesters for attempting to declaim Haiku in a public space and one man was led away on suspicion of speaking in Blank Verse. Meanwhile, a break-away faction of bush-poets have set up camp by the Billabong..sorry, I meant the Rotunda, from which they are flying the Eureka Flag.

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Jem Sparkles in action!

Meanwhile in news just to hand, we learn that there are dramatic events occuring on the Musical Front. After the chaos following the mysterious dissappearance of Mystery Musician, Dawn Daylight, several days ago, Kurilpa apparatchiks were relieved to be able to announce that Kurilpa Poet favourite, Jem Sparkle, would be stepping up to provide the days soundtrack.

Jem always lifts the mood with her charming presence and charged performances, so we look forward to seeing her return on this occasion.

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Meanwhile, marching as always to the beat of his very own samba band, Visual Arts Director and known refusnik,

Shane K will be showing the Works of the Greats!

Great Early Illustrators of Childrens Books, that is.

Judicious selections from the illustrations of John Tenniel, Beatrix Potter and Sheppard, amongst others, will be presented for your delectation, and as always, expect our erudite Arts Director to deliver an informal but illuminating dissertation on the subject.

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SUBVERSIFY, with Johnathan SRI & Dawn Daylight, 25thSept

SUB VERSIFY

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Jono Sri, Poet and fire-brand Politician

Sunday, 2pm, 25th September

Its Spring once more and the Kurilpa Poets are once again undermining the Dominant Paradigm.

Yes, this month we attempt to subversify, diversify and reversify the Authoritarian tendencies of current Political practise and to liberate the Powers of Creativity.

So bring your Satires and Revolutionary screeds,

bring your acoustic guitar and protest songs,

bring your Visions for Utopia

and your grim warnings of Dystopia.

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Joining us on the barricades as we Rage against the Machine, our Feature Poet this month is non-other than West End’s very own local Green Councillor and Poetic scourge of Developers, Jonathan SRI

Cr Sri was elected in March this year making him the first Greens candidate to be elected to a Queensland government.

The East Brisbane resident shocked conservative politicians when he closed his maiden speech at Brisbane City Hall with some heart-felt rap poetry about Brisbane’s changing social scene.

Since then he has delivered training for a direct action movement to peacefully blockade various inner city development projects.

I’ll be sharing several poems about gentrification, housing affordability and the rapid transformation of West End, as well as pieces about racism, activism, love and life,” Cr Sri who is of Sri Lankan Tamil descent said.

The poems will ask questions such as: How many people are sleeping outside? How many new apartments are still unoccupied?

They will talk about sauropod construction cranes on every horizon, clattering jackhammers drowning out cicadas and nervous suburbanites building ever higher fences to hide from the relentless march of apartment progress-moloch

Kurilpa Poets president Reverend Hellfire said Cr Sri was a welcome voice in the clamour surrounding West End’s development.

“Kurilpa is currently a battleground of contending social forces, as the local Community battles the twin evils of Gentrification and Greed-head development,” he said.

The election of Mr Sri has been an encouraging development, not only because he is a Green candidate, but because he is a performance poet as well.

Happily too, he appears to be in the old tradition of the fire-breathing, ‘direct action’ style Green activists of yesteryear, like Drew Hutton, rather than the middle-class careerists currently infesting the party.”

Rev Hellfire said the councillor’s commitment to poetry was respected.

Jonno’s been putting on his poetic and cultural events in Kurilpa for quite a while, which I think raised his profile in the community and contributed greatly to his election.”

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Ms Dawn Daylight

Also on the programme that day will be the amazing voice

of local musical legend, Dawn Daylight,

our September Mystery Musician.

And of course there will be the usual Open Mic Sessions,

the crazed visuals of the Virtual Gallery, prizes, Free Food

and Refreshments, Free on-site parking

and the friendliest poetry crew in town!

See you at the Olde Croquet Club,

91 Cordelia Street, Sth Brisbane,

in Sacred Musgrave Park!

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2016 Kurilpa Poetry Cup Photo Review

2016 Kurilpa Poetry Cup Photo Review

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SURPRISE ENDING TO CUP FINAL!

2016 has started most auspiciously for the Kurilpa Poets, with the fifth annual Kurilpa Poetry Cup going off with a BANG! that startled the crows from the trees and set car alarms wailing in a three block radius. The Mood was Mellow, the Music was Melodious, the words Wonderous and the Feast was Fabulous.

The legendary Jeff Usher

The legendary Jeff Usher

As Mystery Musician Jeff Usher played Pied Piper, luring unwary passers by into the Olde Croquet Club, the Poets assembled and prepared their material, whilst the newly inscribed Cup glittered enticingly, whispering sweet promises of Victory!

Cup Day Crowd drifts in

Funny how people like to lurk in the doorway..

After a few words from MC Reverend Hellfire and a brief poem examining the unfortunate effects of “Tree Blindness”, the Contest commenced. It was the largest field of poets yet assembled for the KPC, with 18 eager contestants throwing their metaphorical hats into the allegorical ring. In order of appearance they were;

Bryce

Eido Boru

Fiona Privitera

Trent

Geoffrey “Shakespeare” Evans

Thomas Nelson

Bohemian Larry

Stacey

Andrew Ellery

Tony “Fats Parameter” Kneipp

Michael Vaughan

Sue Dreeves

Nigel “formerly Freemarijuana”

Theresa Tracey-Creed

Bridie

Gerard Bromley

Cynthia Jauch

Gerald “Gerald Keaney” Keaney

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Kurilpa newcomer and a first time reader, Bryce bravely started the ball rolling with a creditable performance. The venerable Eido Boru was up next, his poem claiming that “Nobody saw Nothing“. Fiona Privitera frankly admitted that her “Love was not Fashionable“, but went on to the Finals anyway, despite her old fashioned, Luddite ways.

Renegade Trent was the day’s first “palm pilot poet” (as the Reverend dubbed them) with a poem about “My Dream Catcher“. Was he referring to the hi-tech tablet he was reading his poem from, we wonder?

Next up Geoffrey “William Shakespeare” Evans, is never a man short of a word and this day proved no exception. His lament about “Women Who Have Dropped Me” touched a chord in the Judge’s heart and took Geoff through to the Finals.

Veteran Poet Thomas Nelson brought forth the Ghosts of the Dead through the medium of Poetry, whilst “Bohemian Larry” brought us the Iconoclastic Newsflash for the day, “Money Talks, Bullshit Walks“. Kurilpa first time reader Stacey meanwhile reminded us that History walks all around us.

Next up, the man in the Sarong, Andrew Ellery took the stage, amongst other things assuring us he hated the prospect of longevity. His poem and his sarong took him into the Finals. (Both the Rev and Judge David agreed that this climate is far too hot for pants).

Tony “Fats Parameter” Kneipp was the only previous KPC winner competing in this year’s Cup, and threatened us all with the prospect of ever-looming Black Holes of the Spirit.

Gentleman-Poet Michael Vaughan bracketed his erudite offering with quotes from Einstein, whilst former “Freemarijuana Brother” Nigel gave us his take on the ugly blight of Ozzie “True Blue” Patriotism. Oy! Oy!Oy!

It felt appropriate then that Theresa Tracey-Creed took the stand next, with a powerful tribute to her Ancestors, the warrior Kalkadoon.

The audience responded immediately with heart-felt appreciation,

and no-one was surprised when Theresa was selected to go on to the Finals.

Soft spoken Sue Dreeves, alas, had to contend with an overhead jet passing by during her poem, but gamely continued reading.

First time Kurilpa reader Bridie then gave us a poem on good connections, whilst Water-Rat regular Gerrard Bromley gave us an impassioned rant on the ubiquitous evil of “Fucking Advertising”. Palm Pilot Poetess Cynthia Jauch took the time to praise her fellow competitors for their courage and honesty, a sweet gesture indeed.

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The Heats ended spectacularly with notorious Bete Noir of the Brisbane Poetry Scene, Gerald Keaney, getting pied at the culmination of his rant (a diatribe with several pointed references to disgraced Uber-Poet Graham Nunn along the way). It was rumoured the pie thrower, young Dean McClure, was “paid to pie” by a shadowy consortium of poets that Gerry has written critical articles about in the Past.

Forensic examination of the pie indicated it was a lemon cheese cake. Enquiries continue.

KPC audience with Judge David taking notes.

KPC audience with Judge David taking notes down the back..

After all that excitement it was time for a break while the cheese cake was scrapped up. Jeff Usher once more filled the air with his smooth jazz stylings whilst the crowd feasted on the fabulous spread of food brought by the community spirited Water Rats and Friends. A BIG thank you indeed for all those who contributed to the Kurilpa Feast on Sunday. This is the sort of thing that makes Kurilpa special.

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the poets feed

Out in the Rotunda the smokers gathered in their Sacred Place to perform their mysterious rituals and discuss the doings of the day, as the sound of the Mystery Musician’s tinkling Ivories drifted across the lawn.

Cup winner Andrew Ellery, Dr John Jiggens & the Reverend hellfire enjoy the Rotundas special ambience..

Cup winner Andrew Ellery, Dr John Jiggens & the Reverend hellfire enjoy the Rotundas special ambience..

The “Musical Interlude” is an important social occasion for the Water Rats, but the Cup beckoned us to continue. The Rev read a short poem about a melting Cello made of Ice to Jeff Usher’s cool accompaniment, and then it was time for the day’s Feature Set from Poetry Supremo, David “Ghostboy” Stavanger.

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David Stavanger..”No pies please”

David is more David than Ghostboy these days, he tells us, before launching into a batch of powerful new poems. They are all compelling pieces, delivered with complete professionalism. I like them a lot. I think there is a new gravitas to David’s work, even dare I say, a new maturity perhaps? Certainly it is safe to say his Talent has not peaked. The man is writing at the Top of his Form.

Judge David, finalist Theresa and back in the distance, Jeff Usher

Judge David, finalist Theresa and back in the distance, Jeff Usher

At last it is time for the Finals; the four finalists are named. Geoffrey Evans, Fiona Privitera, Andrew Ellery

and Theresa Tracey-Creed run thru their paces. Fiona’s poem is lizard-quick and to the point. Geoffrey goes on at considerable length.. I find myself glad I’m not judging.

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Geoffrey implores Judge David for compassion

Another pause whilst Kurilpa’s Visual Arts Director, Shane Kneipp, fills us in on the legend of Ferdinand Leger..

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Contemplating the art of Ferdinand Leger

Ghostboy, the odious task of judging poetry complete, slinks back into the shadows after whispering briefly to MC Hellfire, who then announces the results;

In fourth place..Geoffrey Evans!

In 3rd place.. Theresa Tracey-Creed!

In 2nd place.. Fiona Privitera!

and, in first place, “by a whisker” it is written, is Kurilpa newcomer Andrew Ellery!

Theresa receives her certificate

Cup Finalist Theresa receives her certificate

Then an unexpected development!

The crowd has barely finished applauding when Judge David starts to explain just how close the judging had been. So close in fact that there were almost joint winners. “Actually”, says the Rev,” I think I have another Cup around here somewhere!” And yes, after a quick rummage thru his knapsack he is indeed miraculously able to produce a stainless steel goblet!

With a second Cup now available, Fiona was duly anointed “Almost Winner” and her certificate amended accordingly.

"But wait! There's more!"

“But wait! There’s more!”

Then, in a touching display of good sportsmanship, Andrew and Fiona spontaneously started dividing the Winner’s proceeds between them!

Cup Winners Andrew & Fiona celebrate the moment as the Rev looks on benignly

Cup Winners Andrew & Fiona celebrate the moment as the Rev looks on benignly

Thus the loaf of bread, jug of wine and book of verses were quickly shared out, and the $50 prize money was divided, to the cheers of the approving crowd.

Voila! Another Cup!

Voila! Another Cup!

Truly an exciting finish to this years KPC and where else but with the Kurilpa Poets, I thought, could you end up with a result like that.

I’ll let the pictures tell the rest of the story.

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The winning poems will be appearing in the Water Rat Gazette in the not too distant Future. Stay tuned for details of next months event.

Words; Unckle Rat

Pictures; Shane K

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GHOSTBOY to Manifest at Kurilpa Poetry Cup, Feb 28

GHOSTBOY Returns to Haunt Kurilpa!

ghostie explains black

David Stavanger to Feature & Judge

at Kurilpa Poetry Cup

Sunday 28th February, 2016

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The Kurilpa Cup is certainly shaping up to be a fabulously entertaining event this year. Not only do we have the Cup itself and Jeff Usher as Mystery Musician, but we are also now able to confirm that Mr David “Ghostboy” Stavanger will be judging the competition and performing a special Feature Set as well.

It’s become a tradition at Kurilpa to bring outstanding members of the wider Poetic Community in to judge this annual event. Previous judges have been the highly esteemed Robin Archbold and David Hallett. And seeing we have them with us, we take the opportunity to get our judges to give a demonstration of their own poetic prowess, that we might study their technique and learn thereby.

Up jumped the Devil!

Up jumped the Devil!

Be that as it may, it’s also a chance to be highly entertained, and “Ghostie” is renowned not just as a talented poet and Head of the QLD Poetry Festival, but is also one of Brisbane’s outstanding Performance Poets, himself winning the 2006 Nimbin World Performance Poetry Cup.

Ghostie gets dowwwn!

Ghostie gets dowwwn!

“Always a show when Ghostboy’s on stage” as attendees of the 2014 Kurilpa Cup will vouch for, after witnessing his highly energetic and eccentric performance that year. Indeed several of them are still undergoing psychiatric counselling for Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.

Ghostboy's poetry has left it's mark on this young man

Ghostboy’s poetry has left it’s mark on this young man

So now we have brought him back for 2016 for more Poetic Shock-Treatment. I could fill a whole page with superlatives about this esteemed poet and performer, but I shall merely say this:

Go to this show. Ghost boy is on.

Need one say more?

Ghost boy with world in hands framed

A spectre stalks the globe..Poetry!

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Starts 2pm/ Doors open 1:45/ $5 at door/ Competition free to enter/ free food & refreshments/ free onsite parking/

The Olde Croquet Club/91 Cordelia Street,

West End.

Beneath the Trees of Sacred Musgrave Park

club and tree foliage

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-Article by Unckle Rat.