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June Perkins (taken by Heidi Den Ronden)

Dr June Perkins is a lyrical, jubilant, compassionate and poetic writer of Indigenous Papua New Guinean and Australian background with extensive experience in conducting cultural and creative writing workshops within community settings and in tutoring and mentoring primary school, high school and tertiary writers.

She is moved to write by pressing social issues, such as the future of the planet, the need to eradicate extremes of wealth and poverty and prejudice, and the optimism of young people. Her PhD was on the subject of writing empowerment, and ever since finalising that in 2004, she has been applying her research into her everyday practices as a writer in and for community.

In 2016 June won an ASA writing mentorship for picture books and successfully crowd funded and published Magic Fish Dreaming, a poetry book for children and the young at heart. In 2017 she won several Royal Dragon Fly Awards for Magic Fish Dreaming. Her work has been published in a huge variety of spaces, including ABC Open. She is working hard towards more publication breakthroughs, with a novel and picture books in progress.

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Welcome to the blog.

I blog literary events, interviews with creatives, life in Queensland,  progress on my writing projects, and the writing process.

Looking forward to your comments.

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SCWIBI

Australian Children’s Poetry

Australian Society of Authors

Creative Kids Tales  

 

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Magic Fish Dreaming 

Beckoning Autumn

Magic Fish Dreaming

Collin Key Flickr Woman walking with her dog through an autumn landscape

Come burnt orange

golden yellow and burnished red

leaves.

Bring us

relief from heat waves

and air conditioners.

Remember my light red jumper

and favouriteboots

They’re out once more.

Loosen your leaves

to reveal sculptural trees

on the hillsides.

Let the fading days of summer

whisper listening toautumn jazz

with a milo.

By June Perkins

An Invitation Poem

This poetry idea is based on ideas in Barbara Esbensen’sbook A Celebration of Bees: Helping Children Write Poetry

You write a poem like this when you want something to happen, like a season, event or a birthday party.

Published on Australian Children’s Poetry

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Beyond Prejudice

Shirren Lim, Flickr

I refuse to see myself
through your eyes
to let your lens
become my disguise.
I won’t give in
to its stereotype.
I won’t become your lie.
My wish for freedom
will not die.

You strip me back
to my bones
classify me
by skin tones.
I am more than my skin;
If you look deeper
you could be kin.
I cut you adrift
deflect the hurt
you sought to give
so I can simply live.

After I have healed
from your slight
I send out a light
to shade us both.

I won’t become your lie.
My wish for freedom
will not die.

(c) June Perkins

The Bystander

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DV Connect

Ripple Poetry

I have found that social issues have been preoccupying my mind; foremost amongst these: domestic violence.
I think of the people suffering this in silence.
I wonder about those of us who might find ourselves bystanders.
What can we do when we suspect this happening?
This is the first draft of my first poem on this topic.
In this one I am concerned to ask the ‘victim’ what do you need me to do.
This first poem I wanted to be plain speaking, direct address to the victim
What do you want me to do?
I think there will be more, as I do more background research.

Tell me how to help you
I see you look so sad

I can see it in your eyes
The way he makes you lie

I can see the strong control
He makes me stay away

Yet I want to be your friend

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