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…
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…
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…
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;…
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…