the last

I write about the seasons a lot, don’t I? I can’t help it. I grew up in a small town in the middle of farmland – my Dad was (still is) a hunter and fisherman and so we ate with the seasons and the seasons were meaningful in a way they may not be for … Continue reading the last

manifest poetry

Yesterday I found a bird skull in the garden while I was weeding. I like the way there is a little patch of feathers on the top of it’s head, like a macabre toupee. In one of those cases of art foreshadowing life, I wrote a poem a long while back about digging up bird … Continue reading manifest poetry

off, off it goes

I’m launching my book in less than two weeks. I would love to see you there, if you are in Palmerston North or Wellington! Here are the details: Palmerston North launch: Friday, 2nd December, 6.30, Palmerston North City Library. Books available on the night for $25. There will be refreshments and general book related frivolity. … Continue reading off, off it goes