The Friday Poem

kei te mate o mātou i roto | namamatay kami sa loob | 我們已死心

Who does the sand belong to anyway?

it’s not that pottery scene from Ghost / or the sweaty handprint on glass in Titanic

On one of the worst characters in the history of television.

this is not a poem   this is the wind

A new poem by poet and student Antonia Smith.

A new poem by Wellington poet David Beach.

A new poem by Auckland poet Amber Esau.

A new poem from Wellington poet and bookseller Jane Arthur.

A new poem by student and poet Maia Armistead.

A new poem by Tokyo-based poet Brent Kininmont.

A new poem by Auckland poet Eamonn Tee