the red room

Last night I went to the launch of the American and New Zealand poetry duets which was held in a cosy room at the Southern Cross Bar. It was launched by Bill Manhire who read snippets of poetry by Walt Whitman and R. A. K. Mason and in both poems the poets offered advice to [...]

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Winter has settled into Wellington. I am still walking into town most mornings but I often resemble an eskimo and I’m sometimes stiff and cold by the time I arrive. I’ve been working from the central library with its high ceilings and glass walls (and easy access to oh-s0-trashy magazines). It is an open and [...]

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Each morning I walk about three kilometers to and from university which gives my brain enough time to wake up or wind down. Last night while walking the dusty paths over Mt Vic I thought about how my experience of writing has changed. Reading another poet’s collected works can give insight into the way a voice [...]

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I have started to assemble a reading list for my first month of study. I think it is good idea that I formulate a plan today so I don’t turn up to my office on Monday and go “uhh…duh…mergh” while staring blankly at the walls. At the moment I am focusing on: a) ecocriticism and [...]

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