South of the Border - a South Melbourne Hellas blog

This poem originally appeared on Manny's blog A cold and still night A traffic filled journey The crowds arrived late And then South sco...

This poem was originally published on Manny's blog . Amongst the family homes Besides the Merri Creek No trains or trams in sight The fa...

I'm tired of the old shit   Let the new shit begin Eels - Old Shit/New Shit I had begun writing up a post about last week's fi...

All the way back in the blog's earliest days, when part of the ethos was to have new content uploaded every day - how quaint! - I posted...

i was flying over lakeside in a giant dog  things looked bad (original poem here )

This is something I started last year but never got around to finishing. Seeing as how Les Murray the soccer pundit passed away this week, a...

They tried to make me move from my spot, and failed miserably. Gains and my ride to the ground underestimated how long it would take him ...

I'm finishing this off on a Monday because of a brutal weekend spent laid up with a cold, and one side-trip to the bloody supermarket. T...

May this epistle prove them wrong, show them that no end could ever justify their means, my friend Tim Thorne -  'Letter to Egon Kis...

П. O. ( pronounced 'Pi O'; the link also has some more info and further links)   is an anarchist working class poet of Greek-Austral...

It started off with getting there later than i usually would, because the under 20s game had been moved to Middle Park to preserve the Lakes...