I very much believe the writing adage of ‘Write What You Know’. I’ve done this in several of my earlier published books and in my most recent book. I am a poet, I know about writing poems on a vast range of subjects. I feel that my writing group exercises of writing on set topics have helped me with this, a lot.
But writing about the more personal things, things I know because I’ve lived them, these can be the very best of my writing, I feel. And my most recent book, is based on what happens when you have a broken ankle, and I know about this subject, because two months ago, I fell over, and yes, I broke my ankle!
I now know a lot more things about breaking your ankle than I knew before, and because a broken ankle means getting around is difficult, so you spend a lot of time just sitting … But because I’m a poet, I didn’t ‘waste’ that sitting around time, I wrote poetry about it all., instead.
Sitting on the sofa, with my broken ankle up high, to try to reduce the swelling, worked well – the swelling in my ankle is now much reduced, compared to how it was when I broke the ankle. And it also meant I had enough poems to fill a chap book sized publication.
So I put the poems together, asked a publisher I know if they would be interested in seeing my poems, and they said yes! Hooray to that. It turned out a broken ankle was not unknown by one of the people at the publisher, and they were keen to publish my book, “Angles on Ankles”.

I’m proud of this little book, and am happy to now have copies of the book available for sale, at the very reasonable price of $5 (plus postage and handling). There are 21 poems in this collection (more if you count each of the Senryu in the collection as individual poems). The poems are honest, true to my experience, and I feel are thoughtful gems of wisdom, as I take a poetic look at hospital, healing, rehabilitation, and life.
I’m thrilled that I will be the guest poet at the next Gawler Poets at the Pub event, 2-4 pm on 29 December, where my book will be officially launched by well known South Australian poet John Malone. John didn’t think there were that many things to write about a broken ankle, and I’m glad to have shown him I could come up with many things!