These parts Where do you come from? Here. These parts. ('In My Country', Jackie Kay ) From underneath a rock and I'll slip back there when I'm good and ready. From somewhere back in the past you thought you'd discarded on an old park bench. From your own head, your dreams, your prayers, your worst …
NaPoWriMo 09 – day 11
A Found Abecedarian for New Zealand Cricket A is for the Average test team that we have become, B is for Blog. Respect to Iain O'Brien. C is for State Championship, which nobody will watch. D is for Dhoni, E for Evan Watkin. F is for Firebirds ("there's always next season"). G is for Chris …
NaPoWriMo 09 – day 10
Eel shed in the sea in deep salt water adrift on the current cellophane seafarer find your mother's shore glass-bodied wave wanderer navigate by star, by luck by taste of sweet water wet grass at night, eel road glimmer silver the bank, the waterfall, the lip gill and ripple further fish-snake, muscle-sheen witch-queen chimera kitten-mouth, needle-jaw …
NaPoWriMo 09 – day 9
You could drown You could drown. You could tumble into lukewarm, greasy water, and hit your head on a frying pan and drown. Or keep slipping over when you try to stand up and back climb out. Or scrabble madly, like a spider in the bathtub when the family is away – no flies for you …
The Summer King – first proofs
You'll have to excuse me if the NaPoWriMo post for day 9 is delayed. The proof copy of my first collection, The Summer King, arrived today! I was so nervous, I actually put it down and picked it up a couple of times before opening it. (Correction: before my friends demanded that I stop mucking …
A Dark Feathered Art 