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Feck off, smelly auld fear
Posted by Jennifer Liston on Sunday, July 31. 2011
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Luka Lesson
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Mistaken for a real poet (Mike Hopkins)
Omar Musa
Over the Edge
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What others say
Jude Aquilina on Lead Skeletons
'These finely crafted poems by Jennifer Liston have a certain luminescence and timelessness about them. Some poems relate to a childhood spent in Ireland, while others reflect on contemporary Australian culture.
'Liston is equally at ease capturing the simplicity of nature and the intricacies of human relationships, as she is with themes philosophical or scientific. In the poem 'Chaos' she writes: Butterfly:/you flapped your wings in Brazil/caused a tornado in Texas… Cause and effect/show no respect/for time.
'There is a quirky playfulness in Lead Skeletons . Liston's poems are sensual and evocative and make the reader stop and imagine. I quote from the poem 'Pick up': Like a decorator crab/he sidles up/to the orange-skinned blonde/sipping cosmos at the bar…
'Who said humour can't cross cultures? It does in this book. Here is a poet who knows her muse like a friend and isn't afraid to have a chat and a pint with them. Listen to the effervescence.'
'These finely crafted poems by Jennifer Liston have a certain luminescence and timelessness about them. Some poems relate to a childhood spent in Ireland, while others reflect on contemporary Australian culture.
'Liston is equally at ease capturing the simplicity of nature and the intricacies of human relationships, as she is with themes philosophical or scientific. In the poem 'Chaos' she writes: Butterfly:/you flapped your wings in Brazil/caused a tornado in Texas… Cause and effect/show no respect/for time.
'There is a quirky playfulness in Lead Skeletons . Liston's poems are sensual and evocative and make the reader stop and imagine. I quote from the poem 'Pick up': Like a decorator crab/he sidles up/to the orange-skinned blonde/sipping cosmos at the bar…
'Who said humour can't cross cultures? It does in this book. Here is a poet who knows her muse like a friend and isn't afraid to have a chat and a pint with them. Listen to the effervescence.'
