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Planting seeds

Summer high is always in your ripe flesh a taste of wild and sugar. You set my body clock for a full season bite on bite. Why this is alone my body knows, eyes that greedy saw you grow from … Continue reading

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Not just a black dog

Mako at rest on me   I’ve just finished reading on The Spinoff  Tusiata Avia’s poem, ‘Massacre”, her response to the mass murder of Muslim worshipers here in Christchurch on 15 March. Anyone who knows her work would not be … Continue reading

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Friday Prayers Linwood Masjid

Friday Prayers, Linwood Mosque, 31 April 2019. Image: Iain McGregor/Stuff. A week ago I took up Muhammad’s invitation and went to Friday prayers at the Linwood Mosque. There was a small group of Christian women at the gate, also come … Continue reading

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At the Linwood Mosque

The Linwood Mosque, a former church hall. Today it was time to take up Muhammad’s invitation and go to the mosque at 223A Linwood Avenue, a part of the city quite different from the more affluent tree-lined setting of Al … Continue reading

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They gave me their greatness

Muslim brothers and sisters, Al Noor Mosque, Monday 29 April. Lee (Ngāi Tahu/Tainui), on my left; my Malaysian brother, on my right; and two sisters whose names I was not given: “As-salaam-alaikum”, we all said, “Peace be upon us”.   … Continue reading

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Peace be upon us, As-salaam-alaikum, Kia tau te rangimarie ki a tātou.

  Since the Friday afternoon attack on the Al Noor mosque here in Christchurch on 15 March, nothing has been the same. Whether or not we have been haunted to sleeplessness, refused to forget it, wished it had never happened, … Continue reading

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Molecules sound

Tinnitus my friend, your highwire ear-to-ear whine is you insist, ancient molecules: chainsaw blare from 1965, woolshed shear, my tractor piping high exhaust, night shift moon and kangaroos, mist-bedazzled springing furrows, ghosts of ghosts. Old songs older than time, time … Continue reading

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