June 2013

  • there

    You want to know my deepest darkest secret? Don't ask me at a table of blithe people — ask me with the walls up around us and the doors locked. My deepest darkest secret is that I am a poet. Therefore I am allowed no secrets but to tell them I must make them into art.… Read more

  • respect

    yesterday I said it shouldn’t be given freely it should be earned but today I think when I meet a new person I should start with respect and let disrespect be earned First published in KSP Writers Centre Newsletter Read more

  • lemon oil

    lemon oil

    Paperback book, 120 pages. “The pressing, convincing voice of these poems drives you to read fast and then catch your breath.” “In this dream / I heal the cuts / his bareness / has left / all over me // with tart, sparse, / sweet, spreading / lemon oil …” Only NZD $15 + postage. Read more