Red Poets' Society

Narrm (Melbourne), Wurundjeri Country

RPS 01

  1. Quo Vadis
  2. Magnum Est
  3. Elegy on a Beach in Winter
  4. Australia
  5. Church Latin
  6. Prishtinë
  7. Parenting
  8. Bukowski's Bluebird
  9. Lost Cosmonauts
  10. Inverloch
  11. Titled

RPS 02

  1. Consummatum Est
  2. Der Mut zum Sein
  3. Displaced
  4. Doctor Ivan
  5. Ending Up Where I Holidayed as a Child
  6. From a South Gippsland Roadside
  7. Nana
  8. On the Deck of the Titanic, Smelling Ice
  9. Dying
  10. Self Portrait
  11. A Dylan Villanelle
  12. Srebrenica

Estados Unidos: el país donde La libertad es una estatua.
United States: the country where Liberty is a statue! — Nicanor Parra, Artefactos, 1972

I'm a registered nurse by trade and training, writing and working on Wurundjeri Country, in Narrm (Melbourne, Australia). I write poetry in some of my spare time. Many of these poems have been proven to be bad poems. By this I mean that most of them have been rejected from major poetry journals two or three times, but here's the thing: they mean something to me, and I want to get them out there.

I write poems with a confessional inclination, and a keen sense of place. I am keenly aware of my privilege, and at times filled with self loathing. Yet I look to God alone for redemption, and God is my hope and light in the darkness. I write about life, but I write about death. In my professional life, I've seen all kinds of deaths from the traumatic to the peaceful to the personal, and I spend much time exploring death in my work.

Death and life are two sides of the same coin.

My influences are Charles Bukowski, Sylvia Plath, Alan Ginsberg, Bob Dylan, Luljeta Lleshanaku, and Semezdin Mehmedinović.

XOXO 'Moth