Gareth Morgan is a Melbourne poet whose collection When a Punk Becomes a Spunk was published last year and received an admiring and perceptive review in Overland magazine by Elese Dowden, absorbingly titled "The moral risk of taking things too seriously." Morgan, an astute critic himself, has also published a chapbook of epistolary poems addressed to Eileen Myles, Dear Eileen, and his poem "the national debt" placed second in the 2021 Judith Wright Poetry Prize, among the most prestigious poetry awards in Australia.
the hate i ate had a nice day
i can see outside my window there are lights on
like a tomazs salamun poem, squares
drifting thru a square portion of the city
yellow squares and a lyrical mattress where i now sleep
it seems everything comes in the post these days
yet the post is so fucked up?
me and eileen myles both wrote books about this
i wrote eileen a letter but they didn’t write back
this is part of the problem…. oh well
if you wanted to read up on the fate of the
global postal service, you should seek out my
chapbook Dear Eileen, but if you’re pressed for time
i’ll tell you here— it’s not looking good! still i saw
a mailman out my window, beautiful cold blue day
chamomile blue, i felt calm and new
she pushed her cart like a horizon
A fascinating poem by a new voice. Thank you.
Posted by: Bruno Anthony | June 14, 2023 at 05:35 PM
The yellow squares drifting and a lyrical mattress and a mail system so fucked and the lady postman: they all contrive delightfully in to a lazy zany poem. Fun to read.
Posted by: Michael Whelan | June 17, 2023 at 07:56 PM