"There are other ways to look at it. You might say that as a body gets burnt, as it turns into wisps of smoke, the atoms of which a human is made get separated, wander off into the atmosphere, change form, and become rearranged so that they link up with other operations in the universe."

I'm living in a train carriage on the edge of the bush, on the verge of a bushfire season. Such circumstances elicit a lot of thoughts and stories about the nature of fire.

In A Train Carriage, Going Nowhere (40: Fire)

Welcome to Launcestoniana! 

For this pilot episode we have a story by Bert Spinks, comedic musings from Andy Collings, reflections by Kiran Alderson, a poem by Angus King and Emily Sanzaro’s original song.

"Even the crossing lights lack a heartbeat here
And I ponder
If I were to linger for too long
Would the city attempt
To swallow me whole"

Episode 1 - Welcome to Launcestoniana

We're back with a second installment! 

Episode 2 features poetry from Brielle Quigley, Angus King and Lucienta Wren-Reid, plus musings from Ingrid Reynolds and Kiran Alderson.

"Do you remember when we kissed 
On that ugly street corner at 2AM
And it wasn't the right timing then
So we drank 
Until our eyes twisted
The town clock's arms 
Into submission"

Launcestoniana - Episode 2

I'm a storyteller, writer and bushwalking guide from Tasmania.

In A Train Carriage, Going Nowhere (40: Fire)

Bert Spinks

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