I’m in Brisbane for a week to be here for my Mum. She is having an operation on Tuesday and will be in hospital for 3 days. We’ve had a lovely mother’s day with her at Kenmore Hills.
She is in her eighties, so any operation is risky but I’m sure all will be fine. The actual operation is fairly routine, but she has a weak heart and this complicates things.
While in Brisbane poet Paul Squires made a recording of me reading a poem for his Braul series. I am reading Sunday Spaghetti.
I tried to learn a poem off by heart but my memory is shot to pieces. Thank you Paul for taking the time to record me 🙂