I finally found a good place to launch my book so I'm going ahead with it on Sunday 25th May @ 4.30pm.
Fordes Front Bench used to be the Station Hotel, Auckland. When I lived on Constitution Hill in the 70's & 80's it was my local live music pub. One band regularly played 'How is the air up there..' at 9pm every Saturday. My boys were babies and I didn't go to pubs in those days. (I didn't need to)
Thomas who runs Fordes is opening specially. Being a weekend, the parking shouldn't be too bad. Baz, my son is playing some music along with friends Fiona (McEwen) and Steve. I'll read a few poems. So come, eat, drink and be happy.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
Poems for Sale
Pimping to Main Street.
Boobs and balls for
me ma'ams and gents,
sweetly dipped in excrement
for your shocking awe;
packaged in plastic, curse
of dinosaur extinction.
Consumers of distinction
may choose leatherbound,
even snakeskin.
Aiming to please the crowds
who adore confusion
in profusion
as long as it makes them
look real fine.
I set myself a task
in childhood
to learn great secrets
unobscured by truth.
But what I learned was
shameful and so sad.
I understand why so few
would listen.
No clever, teasing entertainments
enrich my humble wares.
Pay a pretty penny dipped in heartache;
I will sing to you your native tongue.
(c) May 4, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon
Boobs and balls for
me ma'ams and gents,
sweetly dipped in excrement
for your shocking awe;
packaged in plastic, curse
of dinosaur extinction.
Consumers of distinction
may choose leatherbound,
even snakeskin.
Aiming to please the crowds
who adore confusion
in profusion
as long as it makes them
look real fine.
I set myself a task
in childhood
to learn great secrets
unobscured by truth.
But what I learned was
shameful and so sad.
I understand why so few
would listen.
No clever, teasing entertainments
enrich my humble wares.
Pay a pretty penny dipped in heartache;
I will sing to you your native tongue.
(c) May 4, 2008 Laurie Corzett/libramoon
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