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exploresmallworlds · 6 months
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m-jleach · 6 months
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So grateful that my poem about the endangered green sea turtle species, ‘Limits of Vision’, has made it to the shortlist for the 2023 Woollahra Digital Literary Award! Up until 18 November, readers can vote for their favourite shortlisted piece. Please feel free to read pieces in the shortlist (https://www.woollahra.nsw.gov.au/.../Digital-literary-award) and vote for your favourite here: https://culturecounts.cc/s/77nrrJ/
There are such wonderful, innovative pieces by Australian writers and poets on the shortlist—I feel honoured that my turtle poem has been included among them.
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The Green Dragon Part Two
He entered the king's throne room, and he approached him. The herald announced him in a dramatic fashion, which was his cue to stagger into the room, with careful notice to show the dent in his armour. Here, he was far away from the truth of the matter, and he hoped that this wouldn’t end his adventuring career. He was fighting all the men that he had squired with for this opportunity.
“The dragon destroyed me, O King. I was unable to reason with him and he forced me out.”
The king said nothing. He waited a little longer until he added.
“I can still do it; I was almost able to defeat him. I just need another go. Your daughter, the princess, my betrothed, is still there in great distress. And I just need to go back and finish the job. She is starving and cold. You wouldn’t let your daughter be left there. I know that I can do it.” Here the knight raised his sword and held it there and it felt like invisible strings were playing.
He stooks once more at the tower, where the dragon and girl had bested him. In quiet moments along the ride, he would think about the way that the dragon and the princess had humiliated him and made him feel like he wasn’t good enough and at the first test of honour he’d failed but he also knew that he was going back, and he knew that he was ready this time. The dents were gone from the armour, pounded smooth and the scratches buffed out so that it looked almost as clean and bright as it had been except from a slight crumple. She had been correct in a way that he felt the shame rise. It has been a rapid rise from squire to Lewis to knight in his own right. And in his heart of hearts, he knew that he probably had maybe a year to go. And that maybe he hadn’t been ready for the responsibility of rescuing the princess. But then he remembered that he had to live up to expectations that had been placed upon him.
 Then he thought of his recent mentor in Lewis. He was happy to sit at home and drink and eat after many years of adventuring. He wasn’t hungry for achieving any goals, and he decided that he wouldn’t have that. Even if he did become a prince by marrying the princess, he was going to not let it destroy him and give in to a woman’s domesticity. She would bear his children and provide a safe harbour to return to at intermittent periods of his life as he would quest onwards and continue to prove to the king how valuable he was. And that knighting him wasn’t a bad idea.
. But eventually he was game to try the door that had last time been open for him. This time however there was a slight problem with his plans. The door was locked this, and a new course of action was needed. A face popped out of the window, the same window that he’d been had been ungratefully ejected from. It was the princess, and the knight gave a quick wave.
“You came back,” she shouted to the knight. And to the window she yelled presumably to the dragon that she wanted him to go down and tell the knight to leave her alone. And soon after the winged green dragon appeared and flapped his wings out of the window and landed in a large rumbling and a gust of wind as the wings flapped. The dragon then shifted back into a man.
“You’re back again. Beatrice doesn't want you here.”
 And with that, he looked at him.
“You took her away and now you are preventing her from going home.”
The dragon looked at him and tilted his head. In a soft voice he answered,
“I sheltered her when she made the decision to leave. It has become my responsibility to help her, and the door is always open for her to go and come back whenever she wants. She wants to stay here.” The emphasis on the word here.
The knight felt something rise in him. He had felt it before, he was uncomfortable. It was a stronger feeling, and he couldn’t dampen it like he had in the past. The last time that he’d experienced it was when he had been unexpectedly knighted when he felt unworthy but then his thoughts had rationalised his worth. But to feel that a magical being had emasculated and made him revisit his views. He had never hurt him, had not even drawn a weapon against him and somehow that had made the difference. He was prepared for a short and glorious fight, and this was turning out more complicated than he expected. Without thought he wandered down the path that led away from the tower and the green dragon stood there watching him walk away.
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ivybeeart · 1 year
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Let me introduce Benjamin, Leo's best friend and roommate.⁠ Benj is an architecture student at the same university, and he has the good habit of trying to keep Leo out of too much trouble. He doesn't always succeed. It's a hard job.⁠ ⁠ #oc #originalcharacter #characterportrait #artistsoninstagram #myart #digitalartist #digitalportrait #characterart⁠ #bloodbeforeblood #ivybeebooks #vampirefiction #tapasio #tapaswebnovel #webnovel #illustratednovels #wordsmith #writer #writerslife #writingcommunity #fantasyauthor #fantasywriter #authorsofinstagram #amwriting #australianauthors #australianwriter #writingfantasy #fantasybooks https://www.instagram.com/p/CnESskVrUte/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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petiteespirit · 7 years
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Australian Witching
October brings rain torrents like
the earth is angry, drowning 
it’s child for a winter’s silence. And it pushes you down
under the blankets, covers your ears.
Sickly, sticky cherry lollies 
and sickle red trucks on the highway,
Afternoon blue skies like
spider veins and threads covered in spit 
and my pointed shoes full of muddy water 
Wake up in languid liquids of the night
and wait, the rain shower will wash you clean. 
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markulyseas · 5 years
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#painting #portrait of #australianwriter #writer #artwriter #davidthomas #australianwriterdavidthomas #writerdavidthomas #artwriterdavidthomas #australianartwriterdavidthomas & Former #director of @bendigoartgallery #bendigoartgallery #kilgourprize #kilgourprize2021 Entry @newcastleartgalleryaustralia #australianart #art by #artistthomasdelohery #thomasdelohery @thomas_delohery #teamdelohery #ifthomasdeloheryhadntexistedwemayhavehadtoinventhim #visualartistthomasdelohery #politicalartistthomasdelohery #famousartistthomasdelohery #irishbornaustralianpainterthomasdelohery #painterthomasdelohery #masteroffineartthomasdelohery #figurativeartistthomasdelohery #portraitartistthomasdelohery https://www.instagram.com/p/CO62jF9tw4K/?igshid=f4my9s870at3
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assignmentachievers · 4 years
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therealmiamuze · 4 years
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#miamuze #theversatilevocalist #manga #face #wrongaboutjapan #australianwriters #pinknails https://www.instagram.com/p/B4zK13_BUyo/?igshid=vazqwnjilcbq
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arapa-music · 5 years
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In the Sydney Studio producing music to the poetry of talented Writer Conchita Garsantiago to her poetry “IT” #arapamusic #goodfriends #conchitagarsantiago #heidimariearapa #poetry #poetryofinstagram #musicproduction #sounddesign #australiancomposer #australianwriter #collaboration #collaborativeproject #instagram #instamusic #sydneystudio #sydney #australia https://www.instagram.com/p/B3tGIoKHkwO/?igshid=r6e4dinpjtge
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lenikae · 5 years
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"Lover, come find me Walking through the fields Of peonies red and bright Sitfting through memories Too rich to share Like sweets in the night" - Leni Kae . . Www.lenikae.com.au . . #poetry #poetryaus @bymepoetryaus #bymepoetryaus #art #inspired #writing #poem #sydneywriter #writer #blue #sydneyartist #australianartist #australianpoetry #contemporarypoetry #contemporaryart #poetryofinstagram #bymepoetry #poem #bymepoetry #artandpoetry #australianwriter https://www.instagram.com/p/BzxZKJpl7ja/?igshid=15kjk8irotwdg
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exploresmallworlds · 6 months
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Introduction to @exploresmallworlds
I'm going to write a small introduction to why I would start an Instagram and blog. In this economy. So here are some of the thoughts rattling around in my head.
I’ve been watching the space between suburban mums and their fantastic gardens, and the imminent failure of life as we know it gets closer. I’ve lurked on forums giving advice on what to do with gardens and try and give away things so they don’t go to landfill. These small moments of generosity are almost always interspersed with posts about crime rates and ‘dangerous youths’ in my area. The ecologies of humans are complex.
The ecologies of the non-human are just as complex, and inextricably linked to the realities of the geographical spot that we find ourselves. Without accredited knowledge, there are no degrees or intensive study, I have been captured by the wonder. I have learnt a lot in my explorations and I have so much more to learn. 
I don’t think that I’m providing anything new when I write anything or take photos. What I want to explore is the things that the designation of small doesn’t mean important. That the small has an outsized impact on the world and how we interact, and importantly how it interacts back to us. 
Ecologies resist. They create niches. They get trampled on and survive. Sometimes they get trampled on and they don’t survive. 
@exploresmallworlds is about exploring what it means to embrace the world as one ecology. We have to live here. And if we don’t respect, admire and embrace we will be doomed. 
I’m not actually sure about what the @exploresmallworlds will encompass. It will be a glimpse into the small worlds that I encounter and document the way that I respond to them. I’m just a person who is trying to reciprocate and learn about the world around me in a world that seems built to resist wonder for people like me. 
I’m a small resistance but I’m here. 
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georgerexcomics · 5 years
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I was doing character art prompts with one of my students today - this design was using the prompt ‘goblin raider’ crossed with ‘affluent woman in Victorian dress’. I really dug the sketchy character I did in the session so I tried my hand at drawing the character again as well as practicing with some new copics. It feels good to get back drawing in my sketchbook. #comics #Illustrations #art #australiancomics #australianillustration #australianart #georgerexcomics #australianwriter #australianauthor #writer #author #sketch #sketchbook #ink #supportlocal #adelaideartist #localartist #pencil #wip #fineliner #portrait #stories #storytelling #sequentialart #copics #goblinraider #steampunkgoblin #moleskine https://www.instagram.com/georgerexcomics/p/BwJ-w4VDJxu/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=13riguwblctez
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felicityjsleeman · 6 years
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I’d sell my soul to the devil
I’d sell my soul to the devil
For a chance to be remembered
It’s hollow, ambitious, repugnant, I know
That I want to leave a legacy
That when I pass through death’s curtain
I want people to remember me
I want to be a relic
Of disasters who had dreams
Even if the devil takes them
And success, and happiness
Isn’t what it seems
 I’d sell my soul to the devil
If he could kiss away my tears
Rip out my bleeding heartbeat
And whisper in my ears
Sweet symphonies of childhood illusion
Where life came from my thinkings
I’d let flames consume my body
To live eternity in seclusion
if this allowed me
even six more years
of living in delusion
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kelliemccourtauthor · 2 years
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From @planetbooks_ #northbridge to @planetbooks_ #mtlawley One of THE best ranges of #bookmerch I’ve seen in ages! And walking distance to @freshprovisions Thanks to Claudia and Savannah for hanging with me for a bit. Possibly one or two signed copies left. Thanks again, ladies. X #writingcommunity #writing #aussiebookstagrammers #australianwriters #murdermostfancy #heiressonfire #ya #bookcommunity #bookclub #bookclubofinstagram #bookstagram #bookrecommendations #bookreview #authorsofinstagram #authorlife #bookstagrammer #bookshop #crime #booktok #yabooks #yacrimefiction #cosycrime #murdermystery #notriggers #booktour #bookclubbook (at Mount Lawley, Western Australia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CbcO3nNLdwU/?utm_medium=tumblr
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Not Until Noah by Lisa Henry
Not Until Noah by Lisa Henry
Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway: Not Until Noah by Lisa Henry Star Crossed, Book 1 Carter Westlake is on the brink of being Hollywood gold. Cast as the lead in a highly-anticipated sci-fi trilogy filming in Australia, he’s primed to be the next A-list action hero: all-American, hot as hell, and straight. The problem is, Carter can only check off two of those boxes. But that’s okay—his…
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