The good people over at Pool have put the call out to poets far and wide to submit poems about rivers. This is what they are looking for:
Rivers call to people’s souls. Managing rivers is a fine art, but essential to the survival of everything we know. So when the heart land rivers of a nation are sick, how does that affect us all? Tell us your memories of rivers loved and lost, loved and regained, your river dreams.
Contributions can be in any style, audio, text, or video/images.
Final entries need to be sent in by cob September 15, 2010. If you post soon you will get feedback on early drafts from producers and other contributors. Remember you can repost new drafts as often as you wish, so long as final drafts are in by the due date.
I know this Lost Shark is going to throw a few words into the river… and here’s a glimpse of one of my favourite rivers, the mighty Brunswick River in Northern NSW. Believe me… it’s close to heaven!
photograph by Cindy Keong