Luka Lesson

Luka Lesson

Luke Haralampou, aka Luka Lesson, is a spoken word and Hip-hop artist of Greek heritage from Australia. Over the past four years Luka has released two full length albums (Please Resist Me, 2012 + EXIT, 2014) one Greek + English language EP (Πέρασμα|Passage, 2013), and a powerful collection of poetry entitled ‘The Future Ancients’ (2013).

With four years of international touring, 14 Writers’ Festivals, 8 years of workshop experience and almost ten years of writing under his belt, Luka has written commissions and performed for the likes of The Nuyorican Poets’ Cafe (NYC), The National Gallery of Victoria (AUS), Trinity International Hip-hop Festival (USA), Greece’s pioneer Hip-hop group ‘Active Member’, South Africa’s ‘OneBlood Festival’ and China’s most celebrated living poet Xi Chuan in Beijing. He is also the Australian Poetry Slam Champion of 2011 and Melbourne Overload Poetry Festival Slam Champion of 2010.

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Academically Luka holds a first-class honours degree from Monash University and has taught side-by-side with Indigenous educators and staff at the Centre for Australian Indigenous Studies. He has co-ordinated and spoken at symposia relating to cross-cultural awareness and recently completed a Masters of Sound Design (Poetry Performance) through the Victorian College of the Arts. As a workshop facilitator Luka has assisted thousands of people worldwide to write and perform their work, many for the first time

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There are zero warning signs. Only a few people truly know. I had a broken arm when I was younger. Got snapped into a right angle so they called me Pythagoras. I had zero warning. I didn't know migration was an earthquake and each generation picks up more rubble, piles the corrugated iron roof in the corner of the yard. We'd throw olive pips onto it off the balcony to hear the clang of a landing pip. Like a Chinese gong in the emperor's castle, the echoes of the village reverberating through the macadamia tree. Like my father's voice in the house. Like my brother's guitar drowning out the anxiety. We never really called it what it was. No-one told me migration was a baton race. That my great-grandfather passed to his son, his son to my father, my father to me, me to the ocean. I've learned how to pass all the trauma onto her too. She did carry them here. I come back from her beaches with 5 plastic bottles and one shell for the bathroom. Out of every six objects, one is worth keeping. Sometimes its the bottle. One day I'll find one with a replica of the ship that ferried my people perfectly snug inside. It'll be an old bottle of brown glass. I'll pick it up with the arm I broke. Maybe my Yiayia built it in her mind when she came here to marry someone she didn't know. To carry her heart back to the man she really wanted. If you're in love with someone but they tell you your dowry isn't big enough for a wedding... Do you cry or move hemispheres? Maybe it was meant to carry her spirit home when she passed away. I know which song she liked. We sung it to her on her hospital bed. On her birthdays and when we'd stop for coffee. She would sing with us until she stopped singing. She would hold our hands tighter until she stopped holding. On the full moon in August I sung her song at my wedding, over the same waters that she sailed on. On the same island that she came from. There are zero warning signs. For how broken bones will be sealed. For how loose threads will be rewoven. There is only one road we all walk on, even when it looks to be a labyrinth. There is only one ocean on the planet, even when we insist on calling her different names.

-Luka
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2 days ago

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Heart Felt & Healing.

Thank you Luka.

I have multiple personalities. I only see them as separate pieces when I forget to look up my instructions. I stay silent and watch willows weep into the water. Sometimes they touch the surface and my pen hits a curved syllable. The ripples stretch out into the mangroves and I see my ribcage as their mirror. I have very few reasons to leave this plain. To walk into the water and breathe in the sediment. Like that kid did. I have so many reasons to stay above the surface now. I've never had so many reasons to keep my eyes locked on an eagle. I've never had so many reasons to learn the scientific names of all my species. All the Latin terms for my survival.

We were born with no labels. I feel like naming your children is the first mistake. I feel like my name is fluid and won't stop moving until I walk into the earth's surface. Or we both evaporate. I feel like it's ok to call your kid a long shitty name just so they are more likely to change it into something they actually like. I hope I have kids one day. One day is a metaphor for I'm too selfish. It is a simile for I'd rather pray. Praying for. What are we all praying 'for'. Praying to escape what we have to arrive at something better we will also be unsatisfied by. When I get it right I pray for an elevated stagnation. For everything to stay the same but to watch it all all from a higher floor. I pray for these same days to stretch on. I pray for the changes to come as they may, to pull me in any direction they choose. I will keep praying in the eye of it all. I keep praying in the eye/s of the storm/s.

I'm too scared to write about spirituality in case I'm judged by people I respect. Most times I judge my spirituality to be too personal for the people irrespective of how we first connected. I swear to god there are better poems hiding between these lines, you just can't see them. This is my favourite excuse.

When I was younger I thought the best way to die would be assassination. At least I'd know I had stood for something. Now that I'm older I can't disagree. Some people live forever even if they died young. Others are dead for years before their time is done.

-Luka
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3 days ago

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Luka, Your writing is some of the most deeply spiritual stuff I’ve experienced, which I really value.

Nice stuff man. Really like the naming children part.. deep

There is something about the journey my mind goes on when reading your words Luka....as each word draws you in you can’t help but feel connected like watching a sun rise or set...it speaks to you🌅 Truely is a gift 🎁 that you are expressing and the journey will be to trust vulnerability to be essentially what is your strength.... I know that I feel inspired by you writing to be curious about who I am and what I want to think or express...so what I have received from your work is supporting me on my journey and hopefully allowing me to find health and peace on this earthly plane.... I would love to encourage you to do exactly what you are doing and then just trust the process for you are on route dear soul... 🙏🏼🌞 Let the sun warm your being to the core and give you comfort and allow every sunrise to light up your eyes so you can see the path 🌬Trust in the moment💎

Amazing.. Some people live forever even if they died young. Others are dead for years before their time is done'

May the pen always grace your page. Thank you for sharing

Luka you are a fjord.. From which the depths of truth pour over freely. BLESS..

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Couldn't be more proud or inspired by the brother Omar Musa's new album: 'Since Ali Died', I was lucky enough to get one of the first physical copies from him this week in person--- so dope, ayyy congrats bro!!

Grab your copies here
DIGITAL: xelon.lnk.to/d3FMb
PHYSICAL: omarmusaqbn.bigcartel.com
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2 weeks ago

Couldnt be more proud or inspired by the brother Omar Musas new album: Since Ali Died, I was lucky enough to get one of the first physical copies from him this week in person--- so dope, ayyy congrats bro!!

Grab your copies here
DIGITAL: https://xelon.lnk.to/d3FMb
PHYSICAL: omarmusaqbn.bigcartel.com

This guy, James Humberstone, has made some new and incredibly beautiful music for our long-term project Odysseus Live.

This week was so creatively satisfying.

Odysseus is still on his way home 🏛 🌊
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This guy, James Humberstone, has made some new and incredibly beautiful music for our long-term project Odysseus Live.

This week was so creatively satisfying. 

Odysseus is still on his way home 🏛 🌊

Blessings to my bro Ziggy Ramo!! we had a mad time this week performing, running workshops and judging a slam at his old college in SYD. Respect the rap game, respect the curl gains. ✊🏽 ➰➰ ... See MoreSee Less

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Blessings to my bro Ziggy Ramo!! we had a mad time this week performing, running workshops and judging a slam at his old college in SYD. Respect the rap game, respect the curl gains. ✊🏽 ➰➰

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I saw you in Redfern....

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Invented by some 17th century CEOs 🚣🏽

Legendary

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I am just crying watching these. Amazing.

Back on the grind with my favourite Conservatorium of Music nerd James Humberstone - Odysseus is still on his way home... Just weathering some storms. ... See MoreSee Less

2 weeks ago

Back on the grind with my favourite Conservatorium of Music nerd James Humberstone - Odysseus is still on his way home... Just weathering some storms.

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Make Ameri🙅🏽‍♂️ ...Revolutions Great Again.

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4 weeks ago

Forget the One Nation Party, beware the condescending corporates and the passive-aggressive proletariat.

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Ha ha ha ha ha ha! It’s not funny, but you are.

Isn't that the truth.

The writing spot this past weekend was just idyllic. Vietnam and its people are humble and inspirational.. 🇻🇳🙏🏽 ... See MoreSee Less

4 weeks ago

The writing spot this past weekend was just idyllic. Vietnam and its people are humble and inspirational.. 🇻🇳🙏🏽

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Damn, man. I'll be in Vietnam in February... You just made it feel that much more special!

Oh you ve seen the beauty of the world Luka. Proud of you brother

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Teaching the children

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You are so brilliant.

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