SpeedPoets Feature Poem #4 – Karlo Mila

I haven’t posted a poem from the vast SpeedPoets archives for some time now, but I am currently looking for poems for the June and July issues, so thought the time was right.

If you have any poems that will light up the page (shorter pieces up to 25lines preferred), please email them in the body of your email titled SpeedPoets Submission, to geenunn(at)yahoo.com.au. You can send up to 3 poems per submission. To give you an idea of the type of poem that graces the pages of SpeedPoets, here’s a poem that featured in the September 2007 issue by Karlo Mila.

 

Brunswick Street
          (For Graham, Jules and Rowan)

Brisbane
your elbows like a
bit of biffo
tigers, dragons whirling
on white skin
 
here
broken green glass
on footpath
makes its way
to a necklace
in shop-window
in one smashing
second
 
the guys go from
hey gorgeous
to fuck off then bitch
in one rowdy
back-turned
moment
 
Brisbane
you met my eyes
everywhere
I went
 
I ate my way
across feta footpaths
skidding on passionfruit
pips, oh the unctuous
Greek yogurt feeling up
the strawberries
 
I’ll be seeing you again
 
with your wet river
eyes and arid mouth
 
haiku flicking in the neon
 
cheers mate
 
and a drink to those
slim volumes of
open handed people
wringing poetry
from your
stone
dry
streets

© Karlo Mila

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2 Comments

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2 responses to “SpeedPoets Feature Poem #4 – Karlo Mila

  1. Ha! That is a supercool Brisbane poem.

  2. this is a wonderful poem
    perhaps sit should be on the Brisbane Tourist catalogue.

    will give a shoot at the submission offer

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