Poetry as a Form of Resistance: Voice, Witness, and the Defiance of Oppression
Poetry is the art of remaining human, a happening, an act of resistance that even when the pages that held it are burned, lives on.
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August 20, 2026
The Two-Way Street To Taormina: Hanson’s Campaign Against Women
Pauline Hanson's twp-way street comment only exposes her own hypocrisy.
July 30, 2026
When I Was a Lass
After Gilbert & Sullivan’s “When I Was a Lad” from H.M.S. PinaforeA Satirical Ballad in Seventeen Stanzas— 1 —When I was a lass I served a termAs a fish-and-chip girl…
June 12, 2026
The Get Out of Jail Free Card
A Poem in Seven Counts Against the Man Who Believed in Nothing“My mother did it tough. She raised me in public housing.That’s why I fight for people who are doing…
June 6, 2026
G’day: A Chorus of Many Voices
One nation? Yes – but wide as all its peoples, deep as the Dreaming, old as the first rain.
June 2, 2026
The Country Remembers
Before the word sorry was even possible, the country already knew what had been taken ...
May 26, 2026
The Dance of the Seven Veils
After Oscar Wilde's Salomé – – –The court is lit with torchlight and imported wine.Herod sweats beneath his crown of compromise. Once – this is the part he doesn't say…
May 26, 2026
She Speaks, But No One Listens: A Lament of the Old Country
I am old. Older than the names they gave me,
May 24, 2026
Before the Body, the Book: Palestinian Erasure and Civilisational Destruction
Destruction of Palestinian artefacts and books, including the places of learning, are core features of genocide.
May 22, 2026
The Land of the Fair Go (A Lament)
That is the wound that does not close — to love a place that is choosing, deliberately, with its eyes open, to be less than it was, less than it could be ...
May 11, 2026
Oligarchs and Imbeciles
After “Avenues and Alleyways” – Tony Christie (1973)Sleep like a baby,My little lady,Dream till the sunriseCreeps into your eyes,Dream till the sunrise turns on the day.Oligarchs and imbeciles – While…
May 3, 2026
The Populist
She storms through rallies like a queen of the lost,and something in the crowd completes the circuit – not stupidity, not theatre, but a costlong owed, long felt, finally given…
April 27, 2026
The Last Light and the First: A Poem for Good Friday, Holy Saturday, and Easter Sunday
I. The Upper RoomThey gathered where the lamplight held the night at bay,and bread was broken gently into willing hands.A teacher poured out wine as dark as fading day,and love…
April 3, 2026