 | My Korero | Feb 21, 2012 |
 ... since the most devastating of all the earthquakes ripped through Christchurch, Lyttelton, Kaiapoi and surrounding areas killing 185 of our people, trapping so many in broken buildings, and leaving more than 11,000... more
  | Kia Ora Koutou Katoa | Oct 22, 2007 |
The masters' tools will never dismantle the masters' house (Audre Lorde)  
 | The Gallery | Dec 27, 2011 |
Noxious Weeds on Mt Oxford Track
48 Photos, 31 comments
Sculpture on the Peninsula
52 Photos, 86 comments
Let it Snow ... 16th August, 2011
12 Photos, 55 comments
Politics of Gender
2 Photos, 35 comments
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|  | The Music Room | May 15, 2012 |
 Love is a radiation It's everywhere you go And even in times of desperation The people still let it show Love is a celebration It's the smile that goes around And if it comes before you It's too hard to turn it down Bring forth the... more
 | Kia ora koe | |
 | Thanks for that link over at the native Birds group! Appreciate it! |
| May I ask (PM the answer for Privacy's sake) what part of NZ are you in?
Rotorua, me. |
 | Thinking of you my friend. ((hugs)) and warmth to you Iri Ani |
 | Thanks for nipping over for a quick cackle Iri , always nice to hear around Eostre Ostare, Ostara, Ostern, Eostra, Eostre, Eostur, Eastra, Eastur, Austron or Ausos .... the first cackle of Spring always brings a smle to my face :-) |
| |  | The Library | Apr 2, 2012 |
 "Imagine gambling in a casino, Freebie, and everything you win, you keep. And everything you lose, a kind-hearted donkey called Joe Public comes along with a sack of gold and pays off your debt." (p334) Marcus and Doro(thy) brought up their... more
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truths...
...inside every woman is a scribe
wanting to/ set the record straight...
...in rooms and cells up and down the country
women/ whose throats are dry, who are unable
any longer/ to speak, pen notes to themselves
they tell tales./ and in the night, in the deep part
of the black/ night the women come and go,
doing a soft shoe/ shuffle, walking down valium alley
heads bent/ and penitent, keeping an eye out for angels
and/ the night nurse riding his charger, and in the/ night
when the corridors sting with silence they/ come and go
lulling each other, eyes zipped wide,/ they go in file down
librium mile and back...
...and in one-roomed flats and beazley homes they/
sit in locked lavatories scribbling fast in time/
to children, they write poems on tables littered/
with crumbs and jam to the beat of the AM band./
they record the songs of all the women in the/ world./
each one an image of her sister...
...this text is edited from a poem by
nz poet and broadcaster
mike minehan (1990)
of course, now we blog./ arohanui./
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... since the most devastating of all the earthquakes ripped through Christchurch, Lyttelton, Kaiapoi and surrounding areas killing 185 of our people, trapping so many in broken buildings, and leaving more than 11,000... 
