Monday, April 10, 2006

New best poems

I'll shut up about poems soon, but just noticed that the new crop of Best New Zealand Poems (whatever that's supposed to mean) has recently gone live.
They are, of course, a mixed bunch, but it's a splendid idea publishing the anthology online.
I particularly like Fiona Farrell's Eel. Here's a taste:

...but now I am old
and the sea knocks
at my head and there’s
a taste to the water
that was not there before

I cannot eat cannot settle
guts shrunk to dry rattle
I turn head on to the current
and swim against the stream
drawn by the sound in my head

Read the whole journey here.

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