The Captain is somewhere in China, the Kuhn and meself were somewhere in Castlemaine, and the jam session went really well. A coincidence? Probably not..
I rely entirely on the debonair JC’s recollection of a blurry afternoon – seems the Curtis has a penchant for mid twentieth Century free form abstract poetry – read it and be impressed! This is what he sent . . .
Another turned up just as I was leaving but don’t know his name
He subsequently submitted a short form haiku
By the way
Elliott not Alex
Sung to the tune of I’ve Got Rhythm. He is just showing off, don’t encourage him . . .