| The Lounging Lizard Poet of the Floating World: poems / antipoems Contributor(s): Hill, Keith (Author) |
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ISBN: 099512048X ISBN-13: 9780995120488 Publisher: Disjunct Books OUR PRICE: $14.36 Product Type: Paperback - Other Formats Published: October 2019 |
| Additional Information |
| BISAC Categories: - Poetry | Australian & Oceanian |
| Physical Information: 0.27" H x 5.5" W x 8.5" (0.33 lbs) 112 pages |
| Themes: - Cultural Region - Oceania |
| Descriptions, Reviews, Etc. |
| Publisher Description: I always maintained he would amount to something. Thank goodness I never put money on it. - Aunt Joan Strength: Looks good in uniform. Weakness: Not inclined to study. Potential career: Flight attendent. More likely: Carrying sandwich board outside local pizzeria. - Year Eight School Report Every time he posts honking geese rise into the sky. - Asuka (#instapoetfav) New Zealand literature has no one like him. Always surprising, a genuine original. - Roger Horrocks Is this book ticking? - Receptionist, Ministry for Culture QUESTIONS FOR TODAY When your house is lapped by water due to sea level rise should backstroke or breaststroke be preferred? People say education is wasted on the young but isn't it foisted on them because no one else wants it? If computer chips double capacity every 18 months why do we \still use combustion engines invented 200 years ago? When discussing big issues do people prefer to shoot from their hip because it's closest to their arse? Does your left hand only start telling your right hand what it is doing when both are tied behind your back? Write your answers on a postcard and toss it without ceremony into the void. |
Contributor Bio(s): Hill, Keith: - The poet has spent most of his life mooching around. Seeking inspiration, he attended a celebrated writing course, but was soon noticed and ordered to leave. He won a prize once, but left it on the bus and never saw it again. The poet accepts children are required to continue the species, but let's face it, how many more do we need? The poet has spent way too many years staring into his shadow. Sad. |
