Throughout Overland’s Overload coverage, we will be calling for poetic contributions in different ways, mostly via the comments section of this website, and through specific ‘wax poetic’ blog posts.
The below little emerald of a haiku came via Sydney poet Brad Frederikson on Facebook where, as unbohemian as it seems, there is a loud and hundreds-strong national poetry and spoken word network. The poem was in response to a call-out for haiku about the Bar Open ninja (see previous two posts). Feel free to haiku comments in response.
return addressed; pressed for time
three minute feudals.
Poet Bio Note: If you were a resident of South-Western Sydney in the early to mid 80’s, Brad is quite possibly the same arsehole who lit the bushfire that forced you to evacuate your home. He dropped out of school at year 9 and kept a low profile for the next 20 years. In 2004, Brad re-emerged as an undergrad student at Macquarie University. He demonstrated an aptitude for Philosophy and began experimenting with poetry in 2008. He continues to study Philosophy at MQ and is encouraged by the fact that the trees