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Artistic & Culinary Fire: The Back Room Lights Up This Sunday

If you are feeling in need of a little warmth, The Back Room is the place to be this Sunday. There is a stunning line up of artists ready to set your synapses sparking and a menu that will make any belly warm. Jason Peppler and the crew at Confit Bistro (4/9 Dogget St Fortitude Valley) sure know how to celebrate the languid glory of a Sunday afternoon / evening!

Doors for the event open at 3pm and as always, entry is free. And remember, if you have a poem that is burning a hole in your chest, dying to be read, be sure to arrive nice and early to register for the Open Mic. All poets welcome!

This month, you can take in the voices of three Brisbane word dynamos.

First up there is Fern Thompsett, who grew up with a view of the ocean, an overactive imagination and not enough sports skills to keep her out of the library.  A compulsive scribbler from an early age, it wasn’t until she found the Brisbane poetry scene much later on that she put her words into wavelengths.  Since then, she has been a feature poet at events including Words or Whatever, SpeedPoets, Avid Reader’s Poetry Month, Confit Bistro’s Back Room and Spoken, as well as having created and hosted 4ZzZ’s spoken word show, Waxing Lyrical.  She now daylights as an anthropologist and moonlights as a musician, but dreams of working as a Notional Park Ranger, catching words and releasing them back into the wild.

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Then there is Rob Morris, one of Brisbane’s truly ‘hip’ voices. His words are rhythmic and his performances are hypnotic and real. His last collection, So Much Weather was published by Small Change Press in 2007 and a limited edition art book featuring a selection of poems  from this book was also published. Rob is one half of the publishing team that produces the legendary Small Packages and they are currently looking for poetry submissions for their landmark 12th issue.

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And finally, there is Israel Mukasa. Israel is a poet with a deep sense of spirituality. He is a regular reader at Brisbane’s longest running poetry event, SpeedPoets and is also an accomplished photographer. His work explores the intricacies of the human spirit through a multicultural lens. Israel released his first collection of poems The Dreamer’s Disease in 2011 and is set to launch his debut poetry CD this Sunday at The Back Room.

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You can also experience an exhibition of photography by Therese Morgan. Therese owns and operates the freelance photography business A Little Room To Bloom, specialising in Art Portraits as well as Wedding and Special Occasion (baby dedication, engagement, birthday, art-glamour) photography. A Little Room To Bloom also offers poetry and story writing, and other mixes of the arts. Therese Morgan is particularly interested in collaborations between art forms such as dance and poetry, photography and music, story telling through exhibitions and any combination of these, with a view to public performance, when opportunity arises.

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Frankie V will also be there to steam up the stage with her own daring brand of burlesque. A Canadian idiom residing in Brisbane, Frankie is a burlesque dancer, model, butoh performer, physical theatre collaborator, writer, director, dramaturge, and day-dreamer, with over 17 years of experience in art and performance. She is the MC for the monthly burlesque, spoken-word poetry, and performance event FRESH, held at Brisbane City Library. She is passionate about seeking out and cultivating Brisbane’s incredible, yet largely hidden, creative community.

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And let’s not forget the beautiful noise of The Lucky Ones, featuring Sheish Money, Giselle Sheehy & Leanne Davie. Their blues-fulled romps rocked the first Back Room event this year, so it is with great anticipation that we welcome them back to close what is a stunning line-up.

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Winter Full Moon Ginko – poems and photos

It was a spectacularly clear night on Friday as ten of us gathered at Valori Espresso Lounge & Gallery for our moon viewing ginko along Scarborough Beach. The moon was right on time (6:30pm), revealing its red glow before rising majestically. Here is a selection of poems and photos from the night.

                                                                still night
                                                                a plover calls
                                                                the rising moon

                                                                Graham Nunn

                                                                               *

                                                                moon viewing
                                                                a mullet bubbles
                                                                to the surface

                                                                Graham Nunn

                                                                                *

                                                                stars fade
                                                                tonight the moon
                                                                commands centre stage

                                                                Maree Dirou

                                                                                 *

                                                                cold night
                                                                an uptight couple
                                                                glare at the moon

                                                                Jenny Wright

                                                                                 *

                                                                fishing boats
                                                                blink on the horizion
                                                                harvest moon

                                                                Jenny Wright

                                                                                 *

                                                                full moon
                                                                who is here to howl at you?
                                                                the traffic roars

                                                                Maree Dirou

                                                                                                                        

                                                                 winter moon
                                                                 draws the tide
                                                                 like a stick figure

                                                                  Kristin Johnson

                                                                                *

                                                                  wind on the water
                                                                  a thousand little footprints
                                                                  melt into night

                                                                  Kristin Johnson

                                                                                *

                                                                  ebb tide silence
                                                                  a passage beacon flashes
                                                                  to a red lantern moon

                                                                  Sue Mair

                                                                                 *

                                                                  together
                                                                  on our different shores
                                                                  moonrise melts the distance

                                                                  Sue Mair

                                                                                 *

                                                                  waves break
                                                                  coldness
                                                                  laps my feet

                                                                  Therese Morgan

                                                                                 *

                                                                  stars fade
                                                                  a hot ember moon
                                                                  brands the ocean

                                                                  John Allen

                                                                                  *

                                                                  cold night
                                                                  the rising moon
                                                                  pours words through my mind

                                                                  John Allen

                                                                  street lamp
                                                                  just the trunk
                                                                  of a pine tree

                                                                  Andrew Phillips

                                                                                *

                                                                  fishermen cast
                                                                  into a winter moon
                                                                  wizzzz

                                                                  Andrew Phillips

                                                                                 *

                                                                  clear path –
                                                                  is it yours
                                                                  winter moon?

                                                                  Erina

                                                                                  *

                                                                  following
                                                                  or leading?
                                                                  winter moon

                                                                  Erina

                                                                                   *

                                                                  moonrise
                                                                  my mouth
                                                                  drops open

                                                                  Cindy Keong

                                                                                   *

                                                                  new moon
                                                                  on the path
                                                                  old lovers move closer

                                                                  Cindy Keong

                                                                                  *

                                                                  full moon
                                                                  shivering
                                                                  in the shallow water

                                                                  Therese Morgan

                                                                                   *

                                                               photographs by Cindy Keong

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