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Stylus Poetry Journal #37 – Street/Life

A while back I was asked to edit issue #37 of Stylus Poetry Journal: Street/Life. This was an exciting prospect… the opportunity to assemble an issue of poetry that breathed life into the streets was irresistable. Since that time, Stylus has experienced some serious server issues, and is currently under repair. But to keep things moving, founding Stylus editor, Rosanna Licari and I have teamed up to bring you the Street/Life issue, via Another Lost Shark. The issue features twelve poets, each of them pulling us deeper into the streets & alleyways, highways and malls, that run like veins through our cities and towns. It has been a joy to work on and I hope that you find as much wisdom in these words as I did. But that’s enough from me… head on over to the Street/Life Issue and get up close and personal with this magnificent dozen:


Amanda Joy
Andy Jackson
Ashley Capes
Emily XYZ
Hinemoana Baker
Jacqueline Turner
Jeremy Balius
Jessika Tong
Matt Rader
Max Ryan
Steve Kilbey
Suzanne Jones

* Reviews and other articles will be uploaded soon.


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Another Lost Shark hits the street

I was recently handed the editorial reigns for issue #37 of Stylus Poetry Journal. This morning, I put the finishing touches on it and handed it over to founding editor, Rosanna Licari. The issue will be titled Street/Life and it is brimming with images of equal parts beauty and decay. It features 21 poems from 12 streetwise poets: Emily XYZ, Matt Rader, Hinemoana Baker, Steve Kilbey, Jacqueline Turner, Ashley Capes, Suzanne Jones, Jeremy Balius, Amanda Joy, Andy Jackson, Jessika Tong & Max Ryan.

It will be live online as of April 1 and I ain’t fooling when I say this issue is going to whack your senses and make you want to rush out into the babble of your own streets.

Here’s a poem from one of the Street/Life poets, Amanda Joy to transport you from your computer screen into the caffeine starved streets of morning.


               Cappucino Strip

                    In all seasons,
                    coffee crowd,
                    know each other
                    by face, to nod, 
                    to complain
                    about the stink
                    of sheep piss
                    from the trucks,
                    to point 
                    at the sky & predict
                    the weather

                    each disappears
                    from the street
                    like an actress
                    into a role


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