Poetic Mumma

Official Poetry Portfolio

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Who is Poetic Mumma?

I knew from a very young age that writing would always play an important part of my life. Born in Tasmania, Australia in 1984, and raised by my mumma from age three. After getting us away from a toxic environment ruled by addiction that my father wasn't ready to walk from, and an environment full of ignorance and racism that we endured from both family and strangers alike, we moved to Launceston in 1988. With the hope of a better quality of life and the start of the journey of a 24 year old single mum in a strange country with no money or support and a child who was about to start Primary school....In 1993 I wrote my first poem titled "Spring", a simple classroom activity set by my teacher on a cold and rainy Tasmania day (as per usual), but that day I was properly introduced to my best friend, to the one in my life that I couldn't and still can't imagine life without. It was love at first rhyme. That first poem along with a story about the poet behind it was printed in a publication of The Examiner, one of the largest newspapers in Tasmania, and the largest on the North East Coast... I have only grown closer and closer to poetry since then, at many points in my life it being the only support and source of comfort I have that I completely trust, and I quickly discovered that I had poetry to confide in and express myself to, in turn creating the many pieces that I have written.I was blessed with the opportunity to attend one of the oldest and most prestigious schools in the state, which exposed me to almost everything in particular the arts, as well as an incomparable academic education, and I embraced it with everything I could. Unfortunately being coloured, not of wealth yet being the top of the class and recognised for it ( technically) was a recipe for bullying from both students and teachers, and parents on occasion - Tasmania circa 1980's to mid 1990's was renowned for it's racist mentality proudly passed on from generation to generation. Being half Irish was conveniently ignored, but my Fijian Indian mum regularly without hesitation reminded whoever needed it exactly who I was and who they were too. It wasn't so easy for me to stand up for myself and I began to withdraw, eventually that creative, confident and courteous little girl was sick more often than not and at around age 10 I was diagnosed with anxiety and depression. 

I realized I could make a living from the written word and I haven’t looked back since.I like to experiment with various writing styles and techniques. I’m never afraid to tackle any project or find new, creative ways to come up with something fresh and original. Please feel free to contact me directly if you would like to learn more about my work or my innovative approach to writing.

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“A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity”

Franz Kafka



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