Monday's Poem

Natural history By David Howard when a youth impresses his friends carry that impression the way fruit does a bruise the memory of fruit picking, cuffs unbuttoned but not rolled up birds are thirsty for Cox's Orange swear words stick between the boy's teeth

The Jewel - David Karena-Holmes Waking this morning, I found our dogs had strewn the contents of a rubbish bin from one end of the house to the other. What to do? To spend a...

Lighthouse: Taiaroa Heads By Marion Jones The Keeper polished the many facets of glass, lighted paraffin lamps, filled a revolving drum to detonate, when heavy cloud came down.