PAIN AND MUSIC WITH MY INSANE FRIEND

“So soon as I got home after I’d fed the hungry dog, the hungry cat and the hungry me, I started sucking on a piece of raw garlic which made it a bit better for a while.  I had a few things I had to do online, apply for a job and apply for a benefit so I got the laptop out and looked for some music to play; I’d downloaded the three I to I tracks by Music with my insane friend, recommended by Out To Lunch on Facebook.”

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JUST ANOTHER RUPTURE AMID PARENTHESES (NOWHERE)

Everything does seem to fail, doesn’t it. Things pop up then disappear. Some look promising but kind of go nowhere. Nowhere seems to be the destination of so many things. One could try to list them all but why bother. Where’s that gonna get us?  Probably nowhere.

Occupy this, start that, infiltrate those, radicalise them,  confront that discourse, write about this, think through that, debate them, discuss this.  This idea, that idea.   Yep, on and on and on and on. Nowhere bound.

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BECAUSE

By  Peter Lach-Newinsky

AFP photo of grieving father Afghanistan

[The annual Anzac Day ritual coming up soon here in Australia, so a poem in memoriam of two child victims of Australian soldiers in Afghanistan. Howard, Rudd and Gillard were the three Australian Prime Ministers in office during the Afghanistan intervention. ANZUS stands for the Australian/New Zealand/US alliance or treaty.  Photo from AFP relating to other victims and a father’s grief.]

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POETRY OF REVOLUTION

“The revolution for the good society is not just about bread and survival, but also about roses and life, about putting back the poetry into the daily life of all. A liberated society is also one that will find much space and time for cultural celebration and carnival, for honouring the inevitable surprises, risks, ironies, ambivalences and contingencies of the Trickster in all human life and institutions.”  (Peter Lach Newinsky, the bard of Bundanoon and IOPS)