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BooksOctober 21, 2024

‘I’m writing you a poem about art’: a new poem by Tusiata Avia

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A new poem as performed by Tusiata Avia at the 2024 Arts Foundation Laureates Awards.

I’m writing you a poem about art and creativity

I’m writing you a poem about art and creativity and its power 

I hope this poem will make you feel happy and powerful

 

and I hope writing poetry doesn’t get me into trouble, 

Again.

While the poet spent 25 years writing poetry

 

she could hear her friends talking about their renovations 

she thought, Oh, well, I don’t need a house

Poetry can be my house.

 

She thought she could write a house full of poetry to live in

Maybe, she thought, I can use metaphors and symbols 

– and all the other things, poets use – 

 

to write a house for all of us to live in.

But her poems turned into mirrors

the walls and the ceilings, the floors and the lintels

 

all turned into mirrors

We don’t want a house like this!, the people cried

We want a house of poetry we can live in

 

and feel relaxed and happy and comfortable

most of all we want to feel comfortable.

Oh, she said, here you go, here is a poem about rainbows. 

 

It’s about time you wrote something positive, the people said

and they read the poem aloud:

 

R is for Red and rainbows and Jesus doesn’t like rainbows because they cause the sexualisation of children.

O is for Orange and Jesus doesn’t like orange or rainbows because they hijack our local councils. We don’t want our city to become another San Francisco.

Y is for Yellow and Jesus doesn’t like yellow because yellow is a dangerous weirdo and our kids do not need to be exposed to these weirdos.

G is for Green and Jesus doesn’t like green – yes, it is the colour of the branch that the dove bought to show Noah that God had finished drowning the entire human race, but, it is also the colour of immoral subterfuge and perverts…

 

Stop that, the people cried, this is not a poem! 

This is grooming dressed as art!

 Wait, Wait, she said, let me try again, I promise I can give you what you want,

 

And then she wrote:

And now, fourty one thousand eight hundred and seventy seven are dead on one side And now one thousand seven hundred and six are dead 

on the other

(42,000

12,00…

and then, she realised where the poem was going

Oh shit, she said to herself, and quickly scribbled the poem out before anyone saw it.

You’ve got to stop doing that! she said to the poem and bit her tongue so hard it bled.

 

And she tried again:

 

“Racism” aside – the poem said – there comes a time, when all that stuff is in the past and you people need to stop complaining. 

Waitangi this and Dawn Raids that. 

If everyone got an apology from the Prime Minister, I mean, where would it all end? It’s not like I’m responsible for any of it! 

If you think about it, I’m probably owed an apology for something too.

What I’m saying is: The past is the past, so let’s leave it alone and just get on with it.

“White Privilege” aside…

 

No, no, stop!, the poet cried and leapt up from her desk

the poem stood up, across the desk, from her

its head hit the ceiling and the poem grew right up through the roof until it was taller than 

the clouds 

and its voice came down from the firmament and said:

My child, you know you cannot command me 

 

but I’m being paid for this one, she answered

staring up into Poetry’s bright, bright light. 

The poem shrugged and looked at her

 

the poem looked at all the things in the world around her

the poem smiled its inscrutable smile

and its shoulders began to shiver

 

its shoulders began to shake

and it laughed.

The poem laughed and it laughed

\and the laughing filled the world

and the galaxy

and whole universe

 

 till the very

end

of time.

 

Poem by 2020 Arts Foundation Te Tumu Toi Laureate Tusiata Avia proudly commissioned by the Arts Foundation Te Tumu Toi for the 2024 Laureate Awards.

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A new book argues for a religious space without nationalism.
A new book argues for a religious space without nationalism.

OPINIONBooksOctober 21, 2024

Justice as our common cause: What can an Aotearoa Jewish identity look like?

A new book argues for a religious space without nationalism.
A new book argues for a religious space without nationalism.

Marilyn Garson, author of Jewish, Not Zionist, outlines how Aotearoa’s Jewish community can live a full Jewish life without Israel. 

Israel’s advocates have tried for years to cram Jewishness into Zionism. It’s time to unpack these terms: we are Jewish, an ethno-religious group. Israel is a state. Zionism is a nationalism, and a large majority of Zionists are Christian. How large? A group of 65 Christian clergy publish as the Coalition of Ministers Supporting Israel in New Zealand. That’s nearly 11 times the number of Jewish synagogues, and 13 times the number of rabbis in the country.

Aotearoa’s media has generally told just two Jewish stories. Either we are asked to speak as pro- or anti-Zionists; or else antisemitism is used to justify exceptional licence for Israel. The licence granted by that narrative now appears to be endless.

Those two well-rehearsed scripts are equally limiting. They wrongly present broad issues of justice and racism as separate Jewish matters, centred on Israel. The first reduces Palestine and Palestinians to being the voiceless objects of Israel’s actions. The second severs anti-Jewish racism from others’ experience and from our common anti-racist mahi. 

Those narratives leave no space for a fearless, outward-looking Jewish identity; one that is not centred on Israel at all. Can we not live a full Jewish life right here in Aotearoa?

Stories of a revitalised diasporic Jewishness come from New York, London, Berlin and other major northern cities. Justice-oriented Jews walk out of the Zionist-Jewish institutions that denigrate their principles. They explore their Jewish identities in new communities of values. Flourishing Jewish organisations bring ritual into public space, to wrest the symbols of Judaism back from settlers and soldiers. 

Jewish protest surrounding rabbis (wearing prayer shawls) in the Congressional rotunda (Photo: Jewish Voice for Peace)

That’s New York. What happens here? North of the Dunedin Jewish Congregation, what happens when a Jewish person asks, “What will I believe? Everything I have been told? Or the world in front of my eyes? If I am not Zionist, who am I?”

Until very recently, we asked that question at the expense of our communal lives. The effort of forming a Jewish identity that is politically alive and principled – and, for some of us, spiritual – was solitary work. Now we are building organisations to belong to. We have made a religious space not distorted by nationalism. 

I wrote Jewish, not Zionist to tell one story of Aotearoa’s liberatory Jewish community. Far from feeling threatened by the rights of Palestinians, we regard justice as our common cause. We are tangata Tiriti, committing also to the long work of justice at home. 

If not through Zionism, Aotearoa’s media presents the Jewish community through the lens of antisemitism. Repeatedly, reports of protest are diverted by claims of antisemitism. The focus of protest is obscured by personal accusations. It is an act of political misdirection to confuse principled protest with racial hatred. It implies that there is no other motive for upholding the rights of Palestinians.

Furthermore, when the media fails to present the Jewish community more fully, they reduce Jewish identity to victimhood. That is a distortion. We – Jewish New Zealanders – are not Aotearoa’s victims. Here, now, we are not underserved, over-imprisoned, or denied education. We do not tend to be food-insecure and few of us lack shelter. Many of us lead privileged lives. And we are not the people whose whānau are experiencing what the UN’s highest court has called “plausible genocide”. 

We are not victims but we are targets of antisemitism. Distinct from its political use, real anti-Jewish hatred is alive and well. From the far right and malevolent disinformation networks, hardcore antisemitic voices are vigorously seeking to capitalise on widespread anger at Israel. They want to spread the lie that Jewishness is the cause of genocide in Gaza and injustice in Aotearoa – not nationalism or colonialism or imperial power-seeking, but Jews. 

Overwhelmingly, these networks are also Islamophobic: Jews and Muslims are in this together. Aotearoa’s anti-Zionist Jews work alongside our natural antiracist allies to uphold the rights of Palestinians, Muslims, tangata whenua and Jews. Human and political rights are everyone’s rights, or they are nothing.

Even as we struggle with our outrage at Israel’s slaughter of civilians and the betrayals of law and politics, we reject the excuse of racism. We see exploitative structures of power and economy, not ethnicity. We protest against the crimes of genocide, apartheid, collective punishment and starvation – not against Jews, Jewishness or Judaism. Not against Palestinians, Arabs, Muslims or those who are assumed to be Muslim. 

At this moment, being Jewish in public can feel like standing on a very narrow bridge. As Rebbe Nachman of Bratslav wrote, when you stand on a very narrow bridge, the most important thing is not to be afraid. In that spirit, I have written one story to invite the whole anthology of our liberatory, spiritually and politically alive Aotearoa Jewishness.

Please tear up the old scripts and make some space.

Jewish, not Zionist by Marilyn Garson ($30, Left of the Equator Press) will be launched at Unity Books Wellington on October 22 and at Trades Hall, Auckland on October 27.