Love Poetry For Couple

Ekphrasis in response to Walk (Series C) by Colin McCahon I. Bro, I noticed the absence of korowai at your tangi II. I have made you this kahu-kuri. A taonga for the Nga Mokai peoples and their descendants. I have just now taken it off the line and folded it with the sun still fresh on its limbs. III. The unsteady warps and welts of this cloak have

First comes feet, on tippy tippy toe � a stretching, a reaching for approval, perfection, a cracking a creaking, a split and a snap, but nothing that a good length of tape and some newly brokenin shoes can�t fix, shoes with the insides torn out like an inquisition, then beaten and slashedlittle dancers, little digits, they carry her away The next, a cliche�, but an oldy and a goody,

Tusk Tusk was settled by rogue miners. They went too far up-creek, there was no gold, they were lost. They found instead the coloured stones. The women are most industrious in tusk and the children hop from house to house. Perhaps because of the minerality of the River tusk children�s hair will colour as they age. Purple is the predominant hue; some boys turn green. The huge prismatic

I hear you singing in the next room It is more than not being alone We cook together and eat from blue bowls Sometimes I am the wise one sometimes you The night we met, we both kissed the same boy You write �I love you� in the condensation on the window I lead you into luxury and indolence We walk to the zoo and promise the animals

from Dear Neil Roberts In 1989, my dad gets knocked off his motorbike. He gets a court summons, to testify against the driver. Because she is brown, and my dad has decided the justice system is racist, he rips up the summons. (A few weeks earlier, a housebreaker (brown) who happened to be a father of six, was shot dead by a neighbour (white) who was let off). Dad rips up his summons on the

Of course with all those legs they�re arthropods � crayfish, lobsters and their armoured ilk. At school one day a bunch of us nipped out in our lunch-break and bought a prickly hulk to have our way with, rip apart and crunch. It was like eating a pterodactyl � morally, I mean, in retrospect � but the sea-drenched jelly when I snapped a leg from the carapace, cracked it and sucked in ecstasy� no,