How Best to Feed Reindeer

How Best to Feed Reindeer (paperback)
How Best to Feed Reindeer (paperback)
Paperback B format 128 x 198 mm. 96 pages. Full colour cover and internals.
ISBN 978-1-922776-34-1.
Price: A$28.00
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Lorne Johnson’s first full length poetry collection How Best to Feed Reindeer is a fine sequel to his widely admired pamphlet Morton published by Pitt Street Poetry just a decade ago in 2016.  It demonstrates once again his gifts as a photographer as well as a thoughtful poet of the natural world.

The poems in How Best to Feed Reindeer are presented in three parts – the first documents a visit to the disputed territory of Ladakh. His words and images capture something of the essence of that beautiful, troubled part of the world.  The second section ‘Accidental Poetry’ draws from the diverse streams of his urban life as a young Sydney poet: the unforgettable twinkle toes of ‘The Bloke Who Installed Our Carpets’, a memorable reading by the great Les Murray at Gleebooks, a bon mot from a brief encounter with Robert Gray.  The third section collects 12 haiku written over 12 days on Honshu Island.

Lorne Johnson’s perceptive eye and quirky, memorable voice bring this book to life and repay the reader with a warm mix of insights from far away lands to the near and dear.

Lorne Johnson

Lorne Johnson (born in Sydney in 1972) lives in Newtown, NSW. He has been teaching English in secondary schools full-time since 1995. His poetry has appeared in many publications. Pitt Street Poetry released Morton, his tribute to Morton National Park, back in 2016. He is a fan of birding, bushwalking, punk rock, David Lynch and breathwork.

Morton

Morton (illustrated poetry pamphlet)
Morton (illustrated poetry pamphlet)
Illustrated poetry pamphlet with French Flaps. 110 x 160 mm. Full colour cover. 26 pages.
ISBN 978-1-922080-52-3.
Photography by Lorne Johnson.
Price: A$15.00
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Lorne Johnson’s close visceral connection to the flora and fauna of the Morton National Park, south of Sydney near his home in Bundanoon, gives breath to every page of this elegant chapbook. His poetry touches the ground lightly, in fleeting avian fashion, while his keen, bird-like senses miss little, whether with the photographers eye or the poet’s ear.

Under sweaty
morning skies,
we clambered through
vaulted emerald domes
and spirals of light and insects.
Everything around us
buzzed and ticked.
The air tasted of minted salt.

If you live in the bush, you need this poetry to parse and proclaim your connection to the sights and sounds around you. And if you live in the heart of the city, you really need these poems, and you need them now.