Do you have a fitness coach? Well good on you. I don’t. Probably why a flight of stairs leaves me huffing and puffing. But if I did, I imagine it […]
Author: Waffle Irongirl
Waffle Irongirl regularly sets out to write poetry in the venerable tradition of Dickenson and Whitman. But she keeps getting waylaid by strong opinions, her personal cultural context and a genuine fondness for the music of Cold Chisel. The fact she can’t resist the occasional slam just keeps things interesting. Off-stage she’s vague and freshly introverted. On-stage, she’s the poetical analogue of a heavy metal karaoke. You can find out more about Waffle Irongirl at www.waffleirongirl.com
I know Brendan Bonsack first as a photographer. He is a familiar sight at spoken word events in his black on black uniform, camera poised, a reticent presence but his […]
One of the lovely things about the scene is how every event holds such a different feeling, philosophy, and intention. It’s my favourite thing to attend an event for the […]
“That’s a *page* poem, not a stage poem.” Go to enough spoken word workshops and open mics, you’ll eventually hear someone make a comment similar to the one above. They […]
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Slamalamadingdong has new clothes
If Dan Poets and Passionate Tongues, as the longest running poetry open mics, are the eccentric and venerable fathers of the Melbourne spoken word scene: then Slamalamadingdong, the longest running […]
The first time I encountered “I am a Dancer”, the first poem in Arielle Cottingham’s “The Tarantist’s Soapbox”, it was at an event that combined dance and spoken word. In […]