“In the hot pink night I am a runaway bride hitching up many skirts to knock on your door
The sky is only bats no stars and the compasses have all been polarised”
- Loretta Riach (@ghostb1rd), ‘Nocturne with Stranger’
"A baby in the arms of a small child
running backwards across a street,
which is having debris lifted from it
as if it were thousands of spores
brushed up into streaming light"
- Loretta Riach (@ghostb1rd), 'Reverse Tragedy' (after Matt Rasmussen / for a free Palestine)
thank you starling always! recording this in australia made me hear my own accent for the first time and now i understand why so many people here find me incomprehensible
Happy @NZPoetryDay! We're kicking off our last day of online readings from Issue 18 with the great Loretta Riach (@ghostb1rd), reading their new poem 'A Dinosaur as King of the Shepherds', one of their four poems that open our new issue:
Tragedy and survival, family lines and liberation: Starling Issue 18 is here, with the best new poetry and prose from New Zealand writers under 25 at https://t.co/KfuBEytGeN.
Good Books was such a big part of my life in Wellington, and working for an employer who constantly put their workers first over and over again is one of the biggest gifts I’ve ever received. We had so much fun! Independent bookstores forever and ever and ever