Before by Janette Pieloor

.......................� J Pieloor
.......................Published by Walleah Press

.......................Reproduced
on The Tuesday Poem with permission




.......................Editor: P. S. Cottier

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Janette Pieloor had her first collection, Ripples Under the Skin, published earlier this year by Walleah Press, who are producing attractive and compelling books. The cover,

No Coward Soul is Mine by Emily Bront�

No coward soul is mine,

No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heaven's glories shine,
And faith shines equal, arming me from Fear.

O God within my breast,
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life - that in me hast rest,
As I - Undying Life - have power in Thee!

Vain are the thousand creeds
That move men's hearts, unutterably vain;
Worthless as withered weeds
Or idlest froth amid

Two Lips Went Shopping by Lizz Murphy

Two huge lips went shopping

?on a pogo stick

??for a red satin handbag

coordinated in colour

??with their cupid�s bow





'Two Lips Went Shopping' - title poem from Two Lips Went Shopping by Lizz Murphy (Spinifex Press 2000) republished with permission from the publisher.





The poem was previously published in Blast. The book was the outcome of a 1998 ACT Creative Arts Fellowship

Someone forgot to tell the fish by Hal Judge

Someone forgot courtesy and politeness. Someone forgot to rinse off the weed killer. Someone forgot to turn off the billing software. Someone forgot to rent the crowd. Someone forgot to tell the owners of the 4 million cars sold in China. Someone forgot to bring the Zombie-Killing Manual. Someone forgot to tighten the sidestay shackle. Someone forgot to tell Rocky. Someone forgot to strap down