Biography of Pete Dowe
Pete Dowe is a Melbourne Poet. Most of his poems were edited by Martin Downey (1958-2009) a poet of excellence whose gifts of words and nurture to aspiring writers will be sadly missed.
Pete was a Radio political journalist, and also a lyricist.
Pete enjoyed being a ‘newshound’, however he was a ‘frustrated creative writer’.
He studied Screenwriting, Playwriting and Literature at Holmesglen Tafe in Melbourne.
Dowe enjoyed study and has since done numerous screenwriting short courses.
He then performed stand-up comedy, but was a bit too confined by the need to ‘go for the gag’.
Later Pete studied poetry with Aileen Kelly and enjoyed writing verse form again.
As of 8/1/04 his poetry had featured at Passionate Tongues, Lentil as Anything cafe, Spinning Room, Northcote Town Hall, Boroondara Soiree, Able Fishing and Charters, and for the Melbourne Poet’s Union.
Up to Jan.‘04 his poetry had been published in editions of: Muse Apprentice Guild (USA) , Squidink, Love and Fear Anthology, Mod Piece, The Mozzie, Thylazine, Volition, Positive Words, Melbourne Poets’ Union Anthology, Ch.31 Red Lobster, Radio 3CR, Edge FM, and the Poetry for Peace CD.
Dowe’s poetry includes anti-war poems, and he has read at anti-war (poetry) rallies.
Pete’s poetry is sometimes humorous, reflecting his dry, wry, ironic, bent.
His first chapbook entitled Intimacy is Risk Management (edited by Martin Downey) was launched at Passionate Tongues in Melbourne on May 17th 2004.
Pete also released a live poetry CD: Pete Dowe Live @ Passionate Tongues.
His second collection of poetry is titled When The Girl Says Yes (release pending)
Pete is also Lead Vocalist of The Lying Rodents.
Pete Dowe's Works:
Intimacy is Risk Management 2004 (edited by Martin Downey)
Pete Dowe Poems
Birth Of An Attention Seeker
I woke in evening no idea of time_ three years old_ unknowing place
Coming Out, Going Home (For Gay And Lesb...
Two lesbians in black snort speed in the night. Outlaws.
An Abandoned Love Letter
(with apologies to Mills and Boon) i guess i gave you up for a few hours just because i am so happy, and you
Hubris Of The Agnostic
God, if you exist? I don’t respect you.
Cigarette in hand she blows ash off the page, sends blue/grey smoke signals.
Old Bags (A Poem About Mum)
My Mother loved old bags she’d carry everything in a plastic bag:
Everybody gets what they want in the end
Ladies Man Is Relationship Boy In Disgui...
He’s a ladies man, “heaven help him when he falls.”¹ This “creep”, “disgusting” man who looks at all the girls because he likes the eye-candy is thought of by the women as “a perfume to try on” ² which makes her feel attractive, or validates her own perception of her beauty.
They say: “Crisis make us
Cane For The Driveway
The man with cane walks feet wide apart as if straddling three logs, patiently up his driveway
My First Crush
I gasped when I saw my Teacher in 'bubs'; women like Miss Tilly weren’t on Play School,
Pre-Emptive Strike (An Anti-War Poem All...
The man next door ran over my daughter it was an accident, so the coroner said, but my neighbour’s in jail for culpable driving.
Any Thing Is Possible (Latest Re-Draft) ...
The IMPOSSIBLE is POSSIBLE
An Abandoned Love Letter
(with apologies to Mills and Boon)
i guess i gave you up for a few hours just because i am so happy, and you
are almost too good to be true, but i am hungry for you like the wolf and you
have bewitched this man with your powers of attraction and now i chase you
and you try to run but i am too strong and fast and i have cornered you and