{"id":319,"date":"2015-07-20T03:36:28","date_gmt":"2015-07-20T03:36:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writehanded.org\/poetry\/?p=319"},"modified":"2015-07-20T03:36:28","modified_gmt":"2015-07-20T03:36:28","slug":"we-begin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writehanded.org\/poetry\/2015\/07\/20\/we-begin\/","title":{"rendered":"Wellington Notes #1"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’ve moved to Wellington for three months to study poetry at the Institute of Modern Letters, with\u00a0Hinemoana Baker. Eep!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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In our first workshop we had to read a poem we’d chosen – not necessarily a favourite poem, just one we particularly liked.<\/p>\n

I enjoyed most of what the other students brought, but I particularly liked this, by Mark Roberts.<\/p>\n

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Camera man<\/strong><\/p>\n

As he filmed,
\nHe walked backwards.
\nHe fell on his arse,
\nStomach upwards.<\/em><\/small><\/p>\n

from \u2018Buwarrala Akarriya\u2019 (Journey East)
\nAnnie Karrakayn & Dinah Norman Marrangawi<\/small><\/p>\n

the cameraman walked
\nwith his back to history
\nfilming the women<\/p>\n

the stone was placed here
\nin the dreaming
\nto stop those<\/p>\n

who look to the future
\nwithout understanding
\nthe past<\/p>\n

the cameraman\u2019s feet
\ndanced for an instant
\nkicking up sand<\/p>\n

on film the women
\nlaugh for an moment
\nthen there\u2019s nothing<\/p>\n

but sky<\/p>\n

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Today I went to Writers On Mondays<\/a> at Te Papa. Cliff Fell introduced Morgan Bach, David Beach, and John Dennison.<\/p>\n

In the discussion session, Cliff asked the poets how long their books had taken to come to fruition. Morgan said Some Of Us Eat The Seeds<\/em> was the culmination of ten years of life. And John said twelve years. This was both horrifying and reassuring. I made a note to myself to aim for no more than five years. 2020 seems like a good year to publish a book. (I may look back on this and laugh).<\/p>\n

I can’t quite recall the question Cliff asked, but I liked this final answer from David Beach. “Just one poem at a time.”<\/p>\n

I really had better get started on my homework.<\/p>\n

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