Dear Poetryetcers
You may get a kick out of this poem, written by a class member of my poetry
class at PCWC Centre, ECU Joondalup. His name is Lucas North and his brother
is the up-and-coming WA cricketer Marcus North - hence the connection.
Hope you enjoy it!
WEET-BIX POET’S SERIES
Instead of Our Cricketing Heroes
why not Collectors’ Cards of Our Poets
hiding in the bottom?
Their faces calling us to buy this breakfast with a bonus inside
instead of Bradman and the Waughs
Why not the publication stats on the back?
Or a couplet, a best-loved line in the national memory?
Supermarket shelves housing violated packs thieved by eager kids
A portrait of a dodgy Les Murray or an affable Glen Phillips
easy enough to come by, like a Dorothy Porter doppleganger
"Ha! Ha! You got Kinsella again! How many of him are there?" one kid mocks.
"Not as many as there are Angry Penguins!" his friend says, pointing to a
composite image
of poets who never existed.
But no Anthony Lawrence again.
Did they even print him up?
Or is it simply the rumour of
star-gazing ten-year-olds
searching for that elusive lottery ticket?
Dog-eared Bill Grono
and paper-cut Dorothy Hewett
the faces and works of our poets carried in playgrounds,
safe in pockets, pulled out and shown off with pride
coveted
or kept beneath corner-store glass, priceless
But those most treasured are the unexpected discoveries,
the rare, unknown, ultra-low print runs
like Michael Dransfield
or a Frank William Talen.
Lucas North © Copyright 2002
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