There may have been a time when they attended Madame Butterfly, Mum wearing her good dress,
Girl By ELIZABETH BROOKE-CARR
Beacon Fire By CAROLYN MCCURDIE
Returns By H.T.R. WILLIAMS
Comfort and Joy By JONATHAN CWEORTH The big day dawned like an apocalypse and the natal star shone red The Mother of God stood by the crib with a Mona Lisa smile and downcast eyes ...
enjoy watching By ORCHID TIERNEY
Before Night By ROSALIE CROSSMAN
The ChosenBy DAVID KARENA-HOLMES (For my daughter, Sonata) Choosing to go one way involves not going some other way. How many are the other ways? Choosing to do one thing involves not doing some other thing.
Nowhere flat, save the flat sea sleeping it off in Blanket Bay. Black shag on a rusted pole crucified for the rising sun. Slender heron white-faced heretic watching from the shallows. ...
Our House By Madison Hamill Our insect house has its bones on the outside. Our clothes hang on strings across our garden, they are slumped blue bodies. At night the wind will sing them dry but inside our chimney wolves cry.
Advice to a Brae Laddie- Sylvia Lobb
In a Motueka Coffee Bar - Peter Olds
Blue - Brian Turner The sky is blue with a blue we imagine without trying, used to anyway, before screens filled too much of one's days. I saw blue in you today. Nothing got in the way...
Yesterday on the Peninsula - Ann Jacobson
On a night like this - Ruth Arnison
On hearing of the death of Hone Tuwhare, poet - Pam Swaisland
Sandbar at Taieri Mouth- Marion Jones They ran along the bar's wide sandy path to the island. On one side, the river flowed seaward, on the other, the ocean rose and fell, while wind pressed the river to meet the tide. In the blue, the sun hung high, a coin to pay Charon's toll
Riddles - Cilla McQueen
Katy's Christmas, from NZ to England (After Bill Manhire's "Kevin") - Loveday Why
A Potato Sonnet: Jersey Bennes for Christmas - Carolyn McCurdie