Best known for picture book series There’s a Hippopotamus on our Roof Eating Cake (now performing nationally as a musical), Hazel Edwards OAM writes for all ages. She co-writes with those from diverse backgrounds, and has recently published a quirky memoir. Her books are translated into Mandarin, Russian, Korean, French, Indonesian, Braille, Auslan and dyslexie…
Calling artists, writers, crafters and creators!
Yarra Plenty Regional Library is calling for entries to new social media project Community Creatives. Local artists, writers and creators will be featured on the YPRL website and social media pages, highlighting the diverse creative practices within our communities, including links to upcoming events, exhibitions and opportunities. So... tell us about yourself or your group! Promote…
9th Annual Booklovers Festival
As we enter a two week extravaganza of events celebrating all things Booklovers, here's a round up of some key events to whet your appetite: FESTIVAL LAUNCH: Dressing Jane - Watsonia Library - Saturday 15 July Tea Reads - Rosanna Library - Tuesday 18 July Gideon Haigh: Certain Admissions - Whittlesea Library - Wednesday 19…
room for expression – Jan Rebgetz
in this room I first put pen to paper my first poem was about a tree a tree old gnarled shady severed into firewood my soul cried in this room I hid that poem over the next year I read it many times somewhat furtively replacing it gently concealing it because..…
Where Nan Is – Stephanie Knight
Gentle patter on window pane Steaming mug in hand Lounging in the lounge room Crocheted blanket on my lap Smiling faces framed on wall Radio static AM magic Rifts of time and passage open up History all around Blanket snug like own Nan’s arms Familiar, comfortable Family home Clocks ticking counting down Wasting the…
The Kitchen That Walked – Dorothy Poulopoulos
This kitchen, will not do. The leaking double-sink I am chained to, will not do. The tiny window above that sink through which I cannot see, will not do. The mission brown laminex lining the wall in a fake timber look, will not do. This room is imbued with shadows. I pull out…
Full Of Stars, But No Light To Make Them Shine – Megg Minos
In my day, my mother says, they just came out & mimes a dropping, alive or dead, her fingers cup a phantom babies head. On a telephone, the current newborn is shown, look at what your cousin has done – a miracle of science, she says & I had you alone. We…
A Room of One’s Own – Ann Sadedin
You can still walk in my study. Yes, you can take three steps east Which will take you to my favourite Wheelie chair and computer, Or three steps south, Encompassing my thick green mat With its years-of-yoga aura. If you are careful, you won’t knock down The green exercise ball Neglected, but it makes…
The Trapdoor – Anna Hetyey
The lull in the conversation, the signal for something new. In desperation, ideas become too few. Walking to the lounge room, to all appearances normal. Silent, eerie, like a tomb. Awkward in feeling, and formal. The blinking, the hesitation, seeking reassurance with a smile. Hands and knees and concentration – “Here it is, stay…
In my Bedroom – Michael
Musical Incredible Cute Hats Apple Enjoyed go to the gym Love chocolate …
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