Category: Poems

I was just a boy the day that the Prime Minister, Harold Holt, drowned while swimming at Cheviot Beach near Portsea in Victoria. When the

Visiting Santiago Santiago was one of the places I visited when I did a fair bit of travelling in 2018/2019, not knowing that this would

My life has not been peerless, two, in fact, across the boards,
the first, a harlequin in my youthful days, made-up, costumed,
in a summer scented by the leaves of eucalypts, learning
what it is to fall in love in the square box studio of dreams.

‘Warwick Capper Was the King’ won a commended award in the Woorilla Poetry Prize for 2021. I don’t often enter competitions, so I was pleased with the recognition.

In 2018, I went to Colorado with my partner who had to take the trip for work. While she spent three days in training, I took our rental car and drove from Fort Collins to Santa Fe and then across the Texas panhandle and through western Oklahoma to Dodge City in Kansas before returning to Fort Collins. This poem was inspired by the trip to Santa Fe.