biografie gedichten: contact   Pick me, 1996 stud boy, 2001   BIOGRAFIE Kerryn Tredrea is de eerste Australische dichteres die naar Epibreren gezwommen kwam vanuit Kensington Gardens in South Australia, op de vlucht voor het Nederlandse zwemgeweld dat down under woekerde. Naast dichter is ze moeder. Net als haar moeder, die Kerryn op die hete voorzomerdag van 26 oktober 1967 op de wereld zette. Ze publiceerde in het onovertroffen 'Jakk-Magazine' en in een bloemlezing. Gedichten van haar zijn te horen op de spoken word cd Looking for Japanese Porn. Over de Australische poëzie-scene schreef ze ons: 'Well, unless you're male, live in the eastern states (Sydney, Melbourne, Brisbane) and write about the bush, the drought or a sunset, you've got no hope (in my opinion anyway). I have been sending my stuff for a while to competitions and magazines and the only interest I can get in being published are from Canada, the U.S. and now you guys. That being said, Tim [Gaze] and his mate Daniel from Paroxysm press are doing some different stuff and I am pleased to be involved with them also.' Raadpleeg www.google.com voor meer over Kerryn Tredrea.   terug naar boven PICK ME Lips shine, pick mine. Legs long, I'm strong. Hips wide, they're my pride Pick me. Lips loose, mind the juice. Want to find? I don't mind. Hearts race, stand the pace Love me. Body slack, coming back. How do you do? Number two. How's that, balloon flat Dear me. Heavy step, have we met? Why? How? Not now. It is lost, count the cost Flick me. © Kerryn Tredrea, 1996/2000 uit: 'Jakk Magazine', Adelaide, Australia terug naar boven STUD BOY what are you playing at stud boy? looking at me with those small, dark eyes and that tall, spikey hair of yours. just what are you getting at? what's the story stud boy? standing there so slick and shiny and spouting the anarchy that matches the patches on your army pants. and what are the studs about anyway? okay stud boy, put your ego where your zip is and your hand on this stud, stud boy. not so brave with the lights out are you stud boy? didn't know that your stud-cuffs when they're tight around the bed post, did you stud boy? chin up stud boy. chin up so i can tighten your collar. don't worry, it's real leather. only the best for you, stud boy. where did you go stud boy? now all i've got left is dud boy. so long, stud boy. © Kerryn Tredrea, 2001 terug naar boven CONTACT Kerryn Tredrea: kerrynjane@hotmail.com terug naar boven alweer zo'n internetpagina uit Epibreren