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Janie Conway-Herron

Janie Conway-Herron

Novelist, poet, musician and songwriter, Janie Conway Herron, comes from a well-known Australian musical family and has played in numerous bands in inner-city Melbourne and Sydney as well as touring nationally. After Janie gained her doctorate in Creative Writing at the University of Western Sydney she coordinated the writing program at Southern Cross University in Lismore NSW for more than fifteen years.

Janie has appeared at conferences and writers’ festivals in Australia and overseas. Her essays, poems and short stories have been published in a range of journals and anthologies. Cockatoo Books published her first novel, Beneath the Grace of Clouds, in 2010.  Since 2004 Janie has regularly conducted creative writing workshops with Burmese refugees for the NGO Altsean Burma. The resulting anthologies of refugee stories have been distributed internationally, and Janie’s work with refugees has been recognised in Europe and South East Asia. 

Poetry: In Your Dreams

Janie Conway-Herron

In your dreams, the words slip out
between the straight iron bars
and over the barb-wired prison walls.
Passing machine-gunned sentinels
in lofty turrets, they tumble
into narrow streets
and gather in town squares.
‘Listen, listen!’ the words say
to anyone with half an ear for freedom
‘Look, look’ they cry,
pointing at the prison wall,
that towers before them.
‘There are innocents in there,
guilty of nothing but dreams
of peace and hope and harmony’.

But life in a crowded cell with nothing
but the cloying closeness of cell mates
And the stench of bucket toilets
requires more than dreams.
So you conjure whispered words
into the late-night pinpricking of plastic bags,
while you plan a stealthy exchange,
with visitors and family
who bring food, laughter, comfort
and news of an outside world.
As you clutch your pinpricked words
and the rustling plastic bag
in the sweaty palms of your deception,
a profusion of goodbyes hides
the rushing of your heart’s blood.


Then the words pass unwary guards.
A smile, a nod, a clicking of stiff, leathered heels
and they are on the streets.
Running down laneways,
past brightly lit market stalls
brimming with exotic fruit and salty fish,
and beggar children with pining eyes.
Past the tea shop on the corner,
and the secret garden of delights,
where the scent of steel flowers from prison
sways under a wretched darkening moon
There, under a harsh neon light,
ink turns pinpricked plastic
into words on a naked page.
And suddenly you are free.

Like the stars that sparkle in a moonless sky.
Like the dawn that wakes the fighting peacock.
Like the sleeping citizens of the world
as they greet the coming of a brand new day.


About the Poem ‘In Your Dreams’‘In Your Dreams’ was written after conducting creative writing workshops with Burmese refugees and inspired by a collection of poems called ‘Scent of Steel Flowers’ written by women political prisoners whose family and friends helped the authors smuggle their poems out of prison. The poems from the women were subsequently published in, Burma – Women’s Voices Together, 2003, Bangkok: Altsean – Burma pp 65 – 69.