. The cry of a gull from God-knows-where And the church bells And the cars forever passing And the girl screaming at the stopped ca...

. Anna God Remembers the time she followed in her father’s footsteps, tiptoeing through the night behind him as he left for the barn....

My Last Duchess . FERRARA That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, now...

with Alistair Te Ariki Campbell, Helen Jacobs & Mark Pirie, June 3 2001 we parked the car by the memorial to Taawao, the Ngapuhi mis...

What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I've lived too long where I can be rea...

1 Early Days the billy that rang empty on its hook against the gate post last thing at night was full of the colour of starlight at daw...

I like to start my morning walks earlier in late summer before the Hawke’s Bay heat engine gets going           and the flies st...

If you should bury me, as I have requested with my hands clasped, bury me wearing this bird on a fin...