Some tributes to Dorothy Porter among the blogs:
.In her own words
Like most poets I was sick of not being read. I was sick of my books not being on display in bookshops — either hidden away so successfully that not even I, their vain and insecure author, could find them or simply not there at all. To be honest vanity was one of the most combustible ingredients in what fuelled — and fuels — my desire to write verse novels.
Also Paul Knobel, The Age