The musician speaks of the Pacific We are the something of sirens this, our urgent-sound: laughter deepening an acreage of littered whisperings; eyelash sea-greens. Steady me. In this breeze, moments come free. Place your hands on my shoulders and I’ll...
This questionnaire comprised part of my Masters’ independent research project on ecopoetry. Our climate emergency is evidenced in increasingly devastating weather events and yet, there is still resistance to altering our behaviours, to challenge the destructive...
The habit of hanging artworks on my garden fence The giant Buddha sits crossed legged meditating on Time with his back to me. He’s taller than the black maple tree and the pagoda on the horizon. The image is reflected in the waters of Lake Mahor and todays...
LEOTARD I am a small parcel a small peach in a brown paper bag a tightly cornered hot-crossed bun I tremble in a tin I love Victorian buildings I fall asleep in a red Renault Cleo am so kind am so tired go for the bread at...
Climber and volcano – the fusion of imagery. Power of grit and determination. You know when a work of art or literature takes you to another place, to the limits? Well Camille McCawley’s ‘Maungawhau’ does just that and it is for this reason that this...
