The LOONY POET'S of KURANDA
Once upon a time in a small village called Kuranda, hidden in the lush rainforest behind Cairns, Far North Queensland, there was a group of loony poets who came together on a Full Moon evening to recite, entrance and entertain the Kuranda village locals.
Time moves on and so did some of the poets; some to other villages, some to the great recital hall in the sky. A new generation of loony poets grew in the village who, with twists and turns, added to the traditions of old loony’s, and so a new version of the Full Moon gatherings was birthed.
Come watch our particular brand of lunacy involving poetry in all its forms; poetry in motion, performance poetry, poetry through art and poetry. Or if so inclined, put your best act on and join in the fun.
Time moves on and so did some of the poets; some to other villages, some to the great recital hall in the sky. A new generation of loony poets grew in the village who, with twists and turns, added to the traditions of old loony’s, and so a new version of the Full Moon gatherings was birthed.
Come watch our particular brand of lunacy involving poetry in all its forms; poetry in motion, performance poetry, poetry through art and poetry. Or if so inclined, put your best act on and join in the fun.
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