On Finding My Voice
Kim P Sami’s entry On Finding My Voice was highly commended in The Good Oil 2023 Writers’ Award, which has the aim of supporting and encouraging emerging and published writers.
Still Standing
Good Samaritan Sister Marie Casamento’s entry ‘Still Standing’ was highly commended in The Good Oil 2023 Writers’ Award, which has the aim of supporting and encouraging emerging and published writers.
Not all that I am
Marie Sørensen’s entry ‘Not all that I am’ was awarded third prize in The Good Oil 2023 Writers’ Award, which aims to support and encourage both emerging and published writers.
In Earth’s Sacred Womb
Sitting on the soil of the Flinders Ranges, in Ikara, the very heart and womb of that sacred meeting place for the Adnyamathanha People, was life changing for Marie Casamento.
What the world needs now is poetry
When we call on poetry, we hope and expect to find something deep and genuine. In a time of rampant misinformation and ‘alternative facts’, poetry serves as a Cassandra-like truth-teller.
The Living Dead
Vickie Walker is the author of short stories and poetry, many based on her love of Australia. ‘The Living Dead’ was an entry in The Good Oil 2021 Writers’ Award.
Feathered flashes of hope
This poem by Good Samaritan Sister Marie Casamento was inspired by Easter and an engaging documentary, Penguins: Meet the Family, a unique celebration of one of Earth’s most iconic birds.
With ashened hands and heart
Scorched dry heart, mapped on the faces of young and old, rich and poor alike. Caught by a climate change of a pandemic, writes Good Samaritan Sister Marie Casamento.
Struggle in Exile
“Search out the house of your heart. Hope lies within,” writes Colleen Keating.
Hildegard of Bingen: A Poetic Journey
Hildegard puts us in touch with ecology and a sense of wonder. Her visionary theology is both grand and utterly intimate, writes Colleen Keating.
Felt in the very hairs of our souls
During NAIDOC week, Good Samaritan Sister Marie Casamento SGS reflected on the spirits of the first peoples imbibing the land in Wivenhoe where she lives.
One vote is all we have
Another year. Another federal election. Marie’s poem rings as true today as it did three years ago.