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A bit for seasonal fun – I like it!
“Santa, thanks so much for taking my call.”
“Who is this?”
“Robin. Robin Newman. Remember me? The children’s book author.”
“What time is it?” asked Santa.
“It’s 7:00 a.m., New York City time. What time is it on the North Pole?”
“Early! Can you call back another time? I need my beauty sleep,” said Santa.
“Of course! But don’t you want to hear that I’ve been a good girl this year? All right, ‘good’ may not be 100% accurate . . . perhaps ‘well intentioned’ is a better choice of words. And ‘girl’ maybe a tad bit of a stretch. How about pre-octogenarian?”
“Robin, since you’re not going to let me sleep, have you been writing every day?”
“Writing every day? That’s a good question. A very good question. You know the beard really looks good on you. Not a lot of people can get away with the beard, red suit…
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Brolga Dance
Newly hitched we hit
pop-hot spots in Sydney.
Occasion marked: Us.

Tickets to ‘The Lion King’
in old Capitol Theatre
took us back to Africa.

Sticky Date at Doyles
added more weight
to our love waistlines…

We watched the river,
Opera House teeming,
Coat-hanger tourists.

Sky-high Telecom chats
revolving restaurant
views topped off trip

before Aqua chatting,
large-finned silver
swimmers mesmerize.

Guinness for St Paddy
raised to Shamrock Green.
Chinese gardens walk,


Brolga dance to hotel
suite, (less public for
private celebrations).
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2011

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Links: Telecom Tower Restaurant Doyles Restaurant Chinese Gardens of Friendship Harbour Bridge Sydney Aquarium Sydney Opera House
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Some artwork inspires more than one poem; I’ve already shared the poem published with this painting at my daughter Jessica McCallum‘s exhibition in 2011, but thought you might like to read another one of a few:
BOHEMIA
This is not a painted tapestry
display of exotic influences…
Every prick was welcomed!
Each permanent plunge
through tender tattooed skin
as hearts and flowers fruit and scab,
every coloured defiant stab of free
expression – indelible statements
individually signalling two fingers
smoking satisfaction swirling, up.
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2011
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Different, but so clever.
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P.S. At the movies.
As Pomeranz and Stratton butted heads over popular films
we watched from our couches, seriously deciding what to view.
Twenty-eight years of sitting opposite each other – their visceral
affectations vomited in heat or calmly, quietly same-shoe spoken.
Their passion at performance, intimate knowledge of past glories
and informed responses to direction, scripts, casting, sound, et al,
meant there was no alternative for viewers but these two icons
of cinema. Their reviews echoing a whole spectrum of audience
types on all genres, presented without ulterior motive or favour.
Concise, considered, eloquent and interested words entertained
as they informed. ‘We’re just reviewers’ doesn’t sum up influence
spread like ripples in a pond, viewed from above, once gone will
leave an empty space, impossible to fill by try-hard wannabees.
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2014
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Straight Up
enclose me in your walls
add bricks one on the other
until I am surrounded
don’t include a door
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003
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Not at all surprised to see how many West Australian writers appear on the list… lots of other favourites too!
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