Jeannie Haughton began writing puppetry scripts, then studied writing, completed the Diploma of Professional Writing and Editing and continues to write for theatre, with many produced plays under her belt. Writing short stories, non-fiction pieces and long-form poetry, she loves…
by Maria Bonar A young dove builds her first nest on a precarious nook on my front porch. A previous site of windblown disaster strewn twigs, woolly strands, broken eggs She bills and coos loudly, announcing her flimsy new domicile…
The last train station by Wayne Pollard Can or can it not be said that a passage of scribed thoughts from the revelation reveals that out of a river red gum forest resting on the banks of the Murray River…
by Kris Hemensley 1. 30 Aug 24 (14.20 or mid afternoon — wind the belter predicted — at Degani’s swallow complimentary water in a single gulp – like Morse “a proper drink” he says “it helps me to think” (fear…
Alleyne Hall has been a long-term member of the Time to Write group through Baw Baw Arts Alliance. Writing poetry for several years, she creates poems and narratives, with a focus on nature and spiritual matters, travel and family. She…
Helen Genoni-Farnham grew up on a farm in Gippsland. She has travelled widely, over many years, but has now returned to the area. She is now happily living in Warragul, with her own garden and her own washing-machine. She hardly…
after the bomb I stumble through rubble — this tunnel vision shows someone stealing a dead man’s wallet Colombo, Sri Lanka, 1987 grandma’s shrine I sort blooms on trays learning the brief nature of all things’ existence Ratnapura, Sri Lanka,…
flares zooming brighten the sky bodies of women and children flying through the air Gaza, Middle East collecting eggs in the coop another chicken on the ground lifeless
by J F GARROW They are all walking past this ute parked up outside the farm and noticing a dead lamb alone on the tray of the ute as they walk past. They mostly keep on walking past the ute…
by Agi Dobson Golden elms, poplars Oaks 100 plus years old whose vast lower branches reach horizontally as wide as the tree is tall all their leaves bright – orange, brown, red, yellow against a brittle-blue sky like wading through…
