Michael Leach recalls hearing a Jimmy Barnes song, 30 years apart.
Micheal Leach joins the dots between Elvis, Florence + The Machine, and the Graceland exhibition at Bendigo Art Gallery (which concluded on 17 July 2022).
Michael Leach pens a limerick about a Superjesus guitar pick.
I find myself on my own/in the Forum,/flying solo/at the first gig/I’ve ever dared/attend without a friend.
Poet Michael Leach riffs on visiting the Elvis exhibition at the Bendigo Art Gallery.
On a fresh midmorning, I alight my bus at the east end of Adelaide’s CBD and proceed to speed walk along cracked concrete, as The Superjesus’s track ‘Now and Then’ begins on my iPod.
Soon each groom/ walks down a natural aisle/ with his sister & his canine/ to sounds of sincerest acoustic music.
This Labour Day,/I find myself walking/while listening/to Uncle Pat/by Ash.
I listened as Kirk opened up about his former bandmate and my namesake, Michael: a man who, much like me, was a shy kid yet, much unlike me, became a global rock star.
well-stocked op shop—/she sifts thru clothes racks/to find/an alternative/while I scan CD racks