The Strings We Cannot See
We drift through our days like lanterns set afloat ...
We drift through our days like lanterns set afloat ...
I. The Upper RoomThey gathered where the lamplight held the night at bay,and bread was broken gently into willing hands.A teacher poured out wine as dark as fading day,and love…
A Round on the Ownership of the World(after Frère Jacques)"How can a god give what a god does not have?– and what has god ever possessed, that was not first…
Accounts from the First World War demonstrate that even in the hells of the trenches humanity was not completely lost.
Between the Glyde’s brown pull and the Arafura’s breath,where saltpan cracks like sentences half-said,I walk the country that was old before our clocks,and learn to read a language without thread.The…
Having faced on the worst terrorist events in recent times, Aotearoa has become an example for the world of inclusion after horror.
Verse 1 On Sunday morning voices rise, and churches fill with song; they crown the Saviour as their King and praise Him loud and long. But when the final amen…
Once a Jolly Swagman, wandering tracks ‘tween treesHitching rides by saddle-side or riding in a drayShared his stories, brought his tales and perhaps his billy tooBut most import was given…
Capitalism doesn’t pretend to care. It doesn’t bother with illusions. It presents you with a fact: you exist to be used. Your value is measured by how efficiently you can…
You keep telling people the country is under siege – that immigrants are flooding in, that Muslims are plotting, that anyone who looks different is some kind of threat. Don’t you…
Step closer and watch the great Wheel turn, a burnished disc like Achilles’ Shield, etched with destinies you never chose. Hear it hum with the weight of unseen hands, those…
Fly with me through the dreaming, where the night sky opens like a doorway and the old spirits speak in soft winds, guiding our steps across the warm red earth.Let…
The diva belts her entrance With forty notes of vengeance .
Mirror, mirror on the wall – Are humans really fairest of all? You shall go to the ball, they say – But midnight’s hopes don’t always stay. “All the better…
Every life is of equal value – a truth without borders, without exceptions.
Here – is a city shaped by the weight of its own name: Gaza – guttural, grave, where thunder is man-made, and the lullabies are gravelled with shrapnel.Children walk barefoot…
I It was midnight in the country, And dust upon the lane – From city square to hollow field Echoed voices lost in pain. Men and women, worn and weary,…
We are 28 million, we are one. We gather under cloudless skies or scattered rain, our cities shining beside rivers and oceans, our towns stretching from sunrise to far horizon.We…
Dark Emu Rising in the southern night sky. Image courtesy David Stewart. In the velvet shroud of southern night, Milky Way rivers twist, gleam like forgotten songs, stars igniting in…