by Noel Jeffs
Thank you to Julie Noreen and Denise Thompson for all their surprises.
And ekstasis is bearing rock –truth digesting fiction. And the lamp of my eye you are here, and we have been in transition to a new deed and in mastery of salutation realism involves the conflict of survival and we have a new end in sight which we can only presage to ourselves and is this the end game again and I realised my desires do lead to good and wind inflation is a good instalment. We belong to nature and have solid ground there. It gave me a heartache to see her so sweet. Is to calibrate for an exchange which I have not got, something I need to find.
ekstasis: the state of being beside one’s self or rapt out of one’s self and as the introvert who is reflecting writes in his own style and makes the cadences his own
Noel Jeffs is an Anglican Friar originally from Gippsland. He is a sometimes student of Kate Lilley and others for a Masters of Creative Writing at Sydney University. He is a disabled person living alone who enjoys conversation and silence and writing. Noel has a Master’s degree in Mental Health and has trained as a psychotherapist.
His print publication Under the Dome is still available from Garden Lounge in Newtown Sydney. He has been published in Burrow twice and is currently part of two anthologies, David Reuters’ Outer Space/ Inner Minds and Antologie Romana Australiana a cross-cultural work of dialogue and discourse between his Sydney workshop and the Palatul Culturii Bistrita-Romania, where he was translated into Romanian.
Is currently working on the manuscript of his Thesis poems entitled ‘Walking in Stealth’ to make a print publication and will be released soon.