Professional Writing
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Creative Writing
Feature Writer Brisbane Paniyiri Greek Festival 2008
Feature Writer and Presenter National Sorry Day 2008
Feature Writer Glendi Greek Festival Adelaide 2006, 2007
Published my Yia Yia (Mood Cumulus Poetry Anthology 2006)
Published Heritage Listed (Mood Cumulus Poetry Anthology 2006)
Feature Writer Greek-Australian Writers Association 2006
Feature Writer South Australian Hellenic Festival 2006
Guest Writer Friendly Street Poets Society 2006
Feature Writer Norwood Food and Wine Festival 2006
Feature Writer Unley Greek Festival 2006
Feature Writer SBS Radio 2006
Winner South Australian Poetry Unhinged Festival 2005
Winner CJ Dennis Commendation Award for Literature 2005
the women of souli
Winner CJ Dennis Commendation Award for Literature 2005
the stones hold hands now
watching the sea
without dance, without song
they stand where you stood
the stones hold hands now
waiting for dawn
until the grecian sun rises
bringing warmth to your blood
the stones hold hands now
yearning to hear
“As indicated by the repeated line ‘the stones hold hands now’ this is a deliberately ambiguous poem. The repeated line is arresting, even startling. Even so, while the women of Souli are waiting in undefined hope, they also seem to be waiting in undefined fear and possible lamentation.”
kori mou
Winner South Australian Poetry Unhinged Festival 2005
i’m amazed when i’m asked if that’s me on the wall
when irish blood has watered down the greek
freckles splatter olive skin
green eyes reflect dark chocolate pools
your blood runs through the places that count
my heartbeat accompanies the bouzouki
my taste buds savour the retsina
my fingertips trace the waves
on the island you call me kori mou
my spirit lightens and my skin darkens
as hand in hand we dance together
new beginnings in a vibrant circle of life
long after the summer is over
and our suitcases are empty and stored
close your eyes and reach for my hand
mother and daughter, we will dance
“This piece stood out with its immediacy and intimacy. The writing is clear and clean free verse, yet in the four four-line stanzas much territory is traversed with much movement. Congratulations.”