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Recognition

Recognition I’m so pleased to be back at Te Waikoropupū Springs After a year focused on the Environment Court & you surge, surge, and urge me to rest & preserve my fragile strength, while I whisper; ‘yes’ & ‘yes’ and…

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Old Years Day

Old Year’s Day Old Year’s Day; Two Thousand and Twenty-Two Opens on a bed, spread with ancient books & a seed you drop into the field I become  Which I water with tears and prayers Of attention, breath, feeling and…

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Waikoropupū Christmas

                  Waikoropupū Christmas Christmas sun burns through hazy cloud above Te Waikoropupū; where I join bees, in their circular freedom Always returning to the point, while forever taking different Routes, as I…

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Touchstone

Touchstone Let’s pause, simply be; breathe in, and out; begin The pilgrimage by placing hands on the pounamu touchstone At the centre of the wharenui; which reminds us Of the beauty, power and wisdom of indigenous Aotearoa & especially speaks…

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Mates

  Mates We meet in the fires of conjunction; me speaking of The River Tribe and the bigotry and violence They suffered on the banks of the Takaka River & you, proclaiming Kōtuku, your bird and mine & our friendship;…

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Kiss

  Kiss This song is true, Te Waikoropupū My beautiful friend – unexpected – dead My fervent friend, who in a spontaneous moment Kissed me, passionate on the open ground Of the Takaka Market, while his friends watched Cool and…

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Closing

Closing Closing comes and closing goes & onward as beginnings flow The waters of our ancient land Are teachers where we make our stand They bubble up as noun and verb & by the listeners soon are heard They rise…

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Annihilation

  Annihilation Even now your death forms around you Vladimir Vlandimirovich Though it will not come Among the peace of loved ones But in an inevitable eruption Of violence & in your rage and despair You will find no comfort…

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14

  14 Day three of invasion & I just can’t agree To utter the name Of the obscenity Fourteen children lie broken Bloody and dead & more will soon follow I know in my head But I simply can’t live…

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Green Face

Green Face Digger rumbles Chainsaw whines In the pines Above Deep Song As I hide & seek The Green faced one Whose apparition cannot be contrived & who I desperately need Following the temporary repairs To Battery Bridge & the…

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