Text: A duffle bag of words
I made my way to Cairns and left a deposit.
A poem, not under my hat, but on my hat, for the Red Room Sea Things project.
I met,
I mingled
I did not miss the boat.
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I made my way to Cairns and left a deposit.
A poem, not under my hat, but on my hat, for the Red Room Sea Things project.
I met,
I mingled
I did not miss the boat.
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24.11.09 — Gretchen Miller
Hi Kerry,
it was lovely to meet you at the Sea Things do ... and great to speak with you. It'll be a little while as summer holidays call quite loudly in January and there are a few things to also get done in the inbetween times, but stand by to hear yourself as part of the program perhaps sometime in March?
Thanks for trekking up to Cairns and glad you found the ship in the end!
cheers
Gretchen
14.11.09 — Kerry Ashwin
thanks all for the kind words.
It was good to see you in the flesh *so to speak.
Is there a naked poets society??
26.11.09 — Diane Andrews
yes there is a naked poets - with marco gliorre
14.11.09 — David J Delaney
G'day Kerry, I to enjoyed hearing you read your poem, wonderful work.
14.11.09 — Diane Andrews
I absolutely love this Kerry. Email me if you want to catch up - dianepithie@gmail.com