We’ve lost another one. John O’Connor died suddenly last Tuesday (May 12th), aged 66. And there is a terrible irony here – he was Helen Bacand’s first publisher, as well as a longtime friend and mentor. John was a huge part of the Canterbury poetry scene, especially haiku. He was one of the first people in this …
“Loss” by Helen Bascand
Loss It takes years to understand how thought reached out, pulled down the blind, folded the sheets, stacked them with lavender in some spare cupboard. You are not the only bereft, they say. I do not want unused sheets, closed doors, last year’s scented bags that smell of dust. I do not want the husk …
In memory of Helen Bascand
This morning I’ve just found out that yet another person I loved has died – the poet Helen Bascand, two days ago (April 27th). She was 86. I’m going to try to keep it together enough to make this a seemly obituary, but it’s going to be a bit of a struggle. Helen was my writing partner …
The Trouble with Teaching
Lets start with a quote from the late Terry Pratchett, that quite neatly sums this post up: Getting an education was a bit like a communicable sexual disease. It made you unsuitable for a lot of jobs, and then you had the urge to pass it on.” ― Terry Pratchett, Hogfather And there’s the problem. Since …
I’m a Best New Zealand poem!
Hooray! My astronaut poem, Earthrise, has been chosen by Vincent O’Sullivan for Best New Zealand Poems 2014! You can see it (and all the others) here. (Go take a look. It’s a great resource.) I’m feeling quite chuffed about it. I had a lovely time writing it, and doing research around the first forays into space. …
A Dark Feathered Art 