Meeting Miss Dust
I am always hesitant to review a collection as complex as this. I’m by no means a qualified reviewer. I just love poetry. There’s a lot to love about Miss Continue Reading →
I am always hesitant to review a collection as complex as this. I’m by no means a qualified reviewer. I just love poetry. There’s a lot to love about Miss Continue Reading →
#NZBookMonthMay is a response to the indefinite postponement of NZ Book Month. The future of many local literary events is looking less than bright as commercial sponsors withdraw support. So Continue Reading →
When I first got sick, I used to make jokes about my extensive medicine cabinet, which, at that point, was a drawer with about three packages of pills in it. Continue Reading →
My favourite kind of poem is the sort with last lines that land in your throat and stay there for days. Poems where the resolution and the climax happens in Continue Reading →