Poem in soft surface

I’m excited to have a poem in soft surface. Edited by Lindsay Costello, soft surface “publishes poetry and contemporary art projects by women, LGBTQIA, gnc folks, BIPOC, and/or other marginalized voices”. Thank you to Lindsay and all the other contributors. Link to the poem and the Winter issue of soft surface here: https://softsurface.org/current

“The Sound of Unknowing”: Theorizing Race, Gender, and ‘Illegitimacy’ Through Jamaican Family Photography.

It’s an honour to have the article I co-authored with my sister Dr Karina Smith published in the latest edition of the Journal of Women’s History. ““The Sound of Unknowing”: Theorizing Race, Gender, and ‘Illegitimacy’ Through Jamaican Family Photography” explores our maternal family history, particularly our grandmother’s story, through a reading of family photographs taken in Jamaica in the early 1900s.  You can access the article here:



The Lifted Brow

Check out my latest comic collaboration with TextaQueen “The Milkman of Human Kindness” in the latest issue of The Lifted Brow (front cover image is below so you know which issue to look out for!) – hot off the press! “The Milkman of Human Kindness” explores both my paternal family history and the history of the Australian dairy industry. Go to theliftedbrow.com for more info on where to purchase the journal and how to subscribe.

TLB36 front cover



I am excited to have my poem calidris ruficollis (smallest shorebird in Australia), a migrationincluded in Flightpath, an anthology of poetry and prose inspired by the migratory birds of the world. Edited by Virginia Jealous and featuring linocuts by Victoria Castiglione, the collection has recently been published by Hallowell Press Denmark, Western Australia. The collection includes contributions from Australia, New Zealand, Singapore and the United States. You can also purchase it as a beautiful limited edition cloth-bound hardback edition! See hallowellpress.com for more information.



Older Poems (#6)


My diary entries end at:
tanks entered Denham Town.”
On Monday the 6pm curfew had been called;
the next day
I walked along the grassy footpath
of the University of the West Indies campus
the heat cocooning me,
causing mirages of people walking
in the distance.

The campus was empty,
only security gathered in groups
where the roads met
or cruised past in cars.

Clouds hovered
amidst the peaks
of the Blue Mountains
always promising rain,
but no rain came.

At the library
whispered conversations
“but they are innocent people,”
“then they should leave.”

The ground swallowed me then
the air like a wet towel smothering me
as I walked the long walk home
to the sound of nothing.


Published in Moko: Caribbean Arts and Letters. Issue 3. July 2014. http://mokomagazine.org/wordpress/poems-by-lou-smith/