My writing

My writing that is published on this site, including lots of creative commons poetry.

  • On the ground

    … the broken glass on the / pavement? footpath?—anyway / it’s where I want to put / my feet—on the ground of Ōtepoti, // for instance, Pitt Street, which falls … Read more

  • I drop in, she hugs me, offers / five kinds of tea, finds biscuits. / Up close, her neck is a country mile / of sundrenched hills and valleys Read more

  • Breach

    … my old timezone so far away … Read more

  • driving by the blue sky sea, / sun winking and twitching // on the skin of the abyss, / and me red metal going … Read more

  • The lions dip and weave to the drum / in gold-frilled, red-fringed / purple nylon tracksuits … Read more

  • There’s one other person waiting for the 106 under the long line of shelters between the car yards and the Causeway. A hunched-up bus-stop woman. I sit down beside her, tucking my weathered coat around my knees. ‘How’s your Sunday been?’ ‘They should put on more buses! It’s taken me an hour to get here Read more