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For my 50th birthday I wanted a university degree in creative writing, something I’d done all my life but never formally acknowledged.  A new course was launched at Edith Cowan University which seemed tailor-made for me.

When I applied I didn’t really expect to be accepted because I had left school early in the mid-sixties and sat an entrance exam which I was sure I’d fluffed by going off at a tangent (as usual).

But no, to my continued amazement I was accepted and made my trepidatious way to class surrounded by clever youngsters, fully expecting to be left far behind.

The Return of Rainbows

Driving down Alexander,

(early morning rush hour)

lecture on documentary film.

Eager for knowledge, I noted

low, broad bands of color

spanning the sky above Uni.

Ignoring the grey clouds,

I welcomed the return

of rainbows to my life

Frances Macaulay Forde © 1999

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Friend Leonie and I at Graduation.

I got through, only with the uncompromising support and encouragement of  Honorary Professor of English at Edith Cowan University and Director of the University’s International Centre for Landscape and Language, Glen Phillips. 

His poetry has always connected with me and I buy as many of his books as my budget will allow, unfortunately I won’t be at the up-coming launch of this next (three ) books because I will be working elsewhere.  

In my last posting I referred to my Jacaranda carpet in my poem ‘Renovations’ directly inspired by a poem from one of Glen’s early books:

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“Lovesongs/Lovescenes” by Glen Phillips

When my first book of poems ‘Hidden Capacity ~ a poet’s journey’ was published in Ireland, it proudly contained a Preface by Hon. Prof. Phillips:  “A brief word by way of a preface to a unique book.” and concluded with “Sharing this book could change your days and I wish every reader a happy and rewarding time with it while congratulating Frances very warmly for the achievement.”

See what I mean?

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Two quick apologies…

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1.  Sorry for not posting for a couple of days – busy (obviously) with other stuff but must make a better effort to spend a few minutes posting something!

2. Sorry the sound on my recordings is very soft (apparently) so as soon as I’ve got time, I’ll re-record them with the volume up and see what you think.

One promise: I will do better for you.

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Andrew Burke hosting Poet’s Corner, May 2008.

I’m shocked!  Andrew Burke has always seemed particularly inspired but wrote on a FB message to me that his writing “has stalled and needs a push start downhill, in gear – like in them good old days” ending with a smiley face.

It shocked and saddened me; I honestly can’t imagine that quick, witty, incisive brain NOT being inspired.  He’s always been such a  prolific poet  dabbling in many genres (even documentary inspiring and supporting others with his blog.

But first I got to wondering why…  As John Lennon once said “Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.”  A totally appropriate quote to use for Andrew because he’s an accomplished  writer, but very much a musician in his soul.

He even has a Wiki page!  (How do you get a Wiki page?)

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I also discovered an e-book ‘Blue Rose’ on Smashwords which I have just purchased for a measly $4.99 (!) and because Andrew has inspired me (once again) I’ve joined the site to explore the possibilities for my own words.  (Thanks, Andrew.)

Often as writers needing the head-space to write,  life overwhelms us with what we HAVE to do.

Be selfish sometimes and take a moment to do what you NEED to do, too… we’ll all be better for it.

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Eros strikes again!                   (Hear the poem)

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Valentine’s Day.  You

pierced me with the past,

.

forced me to recall

feelings suppressed…

.

and reminded me

of my ability to love…

.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

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Well, I’ve done it!  I’ve learnt how to record my 7 Poems for Valentine’s Day and humbly offer them for your (hopeful) enjoyment:

No 1 of 7 Poems for Valentine’s Day:  ‘Sleep’

No 2 of 7 Poems for Valentine’s Day:  ‘Vacuuming’ 

No 3 of 7 Poems for Valentine’s Day:  ‘Water Bird’

No 4 of 7 Poems for Valentine’s Day:  ‘Committed Skin’

No 5 of 7 Poems for Valentine’s Day:  ‘Before You’

No 6 of 7 Poems for Valentine’s Day:  ‘Turning the Page’

No 7 of 7 Poems for Valentine’s Day:  ‘Loose Lettuce Leaf Factory Tour’

(Illustration: Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003)

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Loose Lettuce Leaf Factory Tour

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The busload waited for another to park,

not Gingin locals

but a global arc

.

of foreign accents, ages and looks,

my concentration torn

from my favorite book.

.

I grabbed my novel – another boring tour,

the sign caught my eye

promised so much more.

.

Avenues of squashed, boxed green,

piled high like trees

wait to be cleaned.

.

Whilst gentle fingered plastic hands

maneuvered each leaf

to remove the sand,

.

bits of mulch, a sleepy slug or two

its entrails smudged

was stuck like glue.

.

Full mouth askew with unbidden distaste,

my eyes clashed with

a gently smiling face.

.

Heart skipped to a stranger’s look

as he read the title

of my romance book.

.

Like turning loose leaves under

ice cool water sprays,

my heart was plundered

.

in a thousand ways…

.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2009

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Turning the Page

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You were focused

on study so I

waited,  peeking

through the crack,

watched you turn

a page, rushed

to kiss you quick.

.

I twirled to leave,

let you get back to

reading but you held

my gaze, turned

the page again and

again, and again

.

until I kissed

you again and

again, and again…

.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

 

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Before you…

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I slept in a bed without creases

only pulled up sheets to straighten

smooth – no effort at all

ready for the next Dreamtime.

.

Now I love my wrinkles…

.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2006

 

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Committed Skin

 

I crave committed

skin.  Pale, pink tones

of a fragile heart.

Silky strands tantalize.

.

Forest of words

– thoughts, forcing

forward movement

careful continuation of

.

soft, subtle actions.

Reassurances

given, refusing

to provide any more until…

.

absolutely sure,

when our surfaces

eventually meet

– rub together in love-making,

no other skin will suit.

.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

1st pub: ‘Hidden Capacity ~ a poet’s journey’ MMB Publishing, Ireland, 2003.

 

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Water bird

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Lakeside, I watch

the Coots bouncing

on top of the water.

.

They throw their heads with

intention and abandon, plunging

– totally immersing themselves.

.

I want to bounce…

.

Immerse myself…

.

Plunge into you….

.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003

1st pub: ‘Hidden Capacity ~ a poet’s journey’  by Frances Macaulay Forde, Ireland, 2003.

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