what is it

i am dirt-covered knees and prayer-less divinity; the lover’s embrace, the betrayer’s last kiss. i am the boiling cauldron and the empty cup; the watchman, the thief, the smouldering ruins. i am infinite wisdom, the simpering fool, the storm & the shelter the search for lost time. i am one thousand promises, all of them […]

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today I’m just a drop of water

1 // waiheke island weather report: savour the blues & greys that fill the sky like a soft blanket 2 // learn about the hidden stream thats story begins somewhere near the library. walk from source to sea & write watery words about it (from the water’s perspective) during the stream of words workshop. write […]

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but this hour

Happiness, Not in another place but this place…not for another hour, but this hour. ~Walt Whitman 1 – 8 // this place, this hour i am the sun-drenched morning of guilt and freedom, passion and apathy, strength and stillness. i am rogue energy, trapped in the frantic wings of a thrush. i am palpable envy when i turn my […]

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three things {the art of haiku}

the art of haiku “Haiku was traditionally written in the present tense and focused on associations between images. There was a pause at the end of the first or second line, and a “season word,” or kigo, specified the time of year.As the form has evolved, many of these rules–including the 5/7/5 practice–have been routinely […]

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not something, but nothing

I’m calling you because I could really use a friend. (Yet I don’t call, and we don’t speak.) Was my invitation lost in the mail? Is this an intentional bruising with silence? This – not the first time – caught in a tangle of loss and longing; trapped in the hollows where shadows surround me. I […]

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