Running She is running away from them, businessmen on the Avenue queued at the traffic lights, thinking of home. Leaves underfoot, great drifts as though she were running through the soft husks of summer. In dreams it feels like this – effortless. Easy. Stride and breath flowing like sunlight through half-bare trees. At the end of …
Notes for another poem in progress
I came across a local website that sells a variation of the whole Tibetan Prayer Flag thing. I'll quote from their website: We are currently helping with 2 refugees [...] By buying a set of these flags you take the opportunity to give and receive; to participate in the greater tapestry of life. I believe …
Notes for a poem in progress
Since I started teaching at Polytech (sounds so official, doesn't it?), I've had to re-immerse myself in the hundreds of writing exercises that I've collected. Which has been good – I'm finally starting to write again, even if only quite minor poems. At least I'm writing. And it feels good! So, so good. One thing I …
Five Gifts for my Grandmother – poem in progress
Once again I find myself indebted to the Guardian Unlimited Poetry Workshops. This time, to Matthew Francis's Sensual Imagery exercise. Like all good exercises, it starts with a bit of stretching, a bit of limbering up, then sets you to the task at a nicely measured pace. We begin by writing: When I think of summer, …
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My new other blog
I've started playing with a second blog, devoted strictly to haibun. Partly as a result of the preparation I've been doing for my 'Haibun for Beginners' workshop at Haiku Aotearoa 2008. But also because I was having an idle flick through some of the kazillions (technical term) of photos we have from our three years …
A Dark Feathered Art 