Category: people
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The Teddy Bear Principle
In September 2020, I received an email. Somewhere in the middle was a story about how a university professor solved enquiries before he received them. By keeping a teddy bear outside his office. Attached to it was a sign, “Ask Teddy”. Anyone that did enter the office, however, was asked, “What did Teddy say? What […]
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May You Ever (A Response to May You Never)
I wrote a response to Meredith Lewis’ prompt May you never which details how I stopped writing poetry for years. But how I returned can only be described as a subtle gentling. In every role, whether programmer or system manager or desktop support or service manager, I was always writing whether diaries for recollection and […]
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The Last Line (Beth McMullen : Obstinate Little Tart)
“Excuse me.”I look up. I’m zero words into a five hundred word short story, which means…any interruption is perfectly welcome. “Do you know you look like David Marr?” I’m laughing now. At the woman waving her debit card. She was about to buy a coffee and has mistaken me. For David. Not David my twin […]
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Candy Royalle
I saw Candy Royalle perform four times. The first was at the Friend in Hand in Glebe where she was co hosting an open mic night. She performed this amazing poem that together pinned me to the wall with its passion and left me short of breath with longing. http://CandyRoyalle.com Then I saw her at WestWords […]
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Never Unknown Again
You know I’m staring at you Though you won’t look at me Your head is bowed low Over Candy Crush or TV I can wait with my empty cup You’ll remember, you’ll see You’ll bob your head up And stare full back at me And when our eyes meet yet again We’ll create our own […]
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Light, Inspiration and Chocolate : Vivid Sydney 2016
On a reluctant impulse, I went to Vivid Sydney on a Sunday night (29th May 2016). I would have preferred to stay home. I would have preferred a movie. In either case I was too tired for both and decided against falling asleep for money at the Dendy Cinemas. Rather than feeling sorry for myself […]
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The Child that changed Everything
I was handed a small child in a bundle. I briefly held you. Then I returned you to the midwives. They filled a small bath with water, tested it with wrist or elbow I don’t recall exactly. They then started to wash you. You cried just a little and then you relaxed. They laved you gently, picked you […]
Andrew James Whalan 