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		<title>Leaving Wellington (Holly Larsen)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Not leaning over a collapsing box picking through ill fitted and musty cloth with secret holes that let in pennies of cold where neat seams should be No more taking you home to re-hem air out in the sun and hoping you keep your shape Let those who care to mend have their find I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thetypewriter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3646718&amp;post=111&amp;subd=thetypewriter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Forbearing (Chris Parsons)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 10:23:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Proudly claiming this tall tree, swaying in its giddy height, but unhappy in his shade. I&#8217;m still struggling to keep up with my father&#8217;s shadow. His arm heaping concrete along the mountain chains, raking great slips of gravel off crumbling hills. His shovel swallowing beaches of sand. His tendon&#8217;d arms and great leathered hands remolding [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thetypewriter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3646718&amp;post=114&amp;subd=thetypewriter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Lunch Break (Matthew Wright)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 10:22:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Weathered overalls And yellow hard hats Smoke cigarettes Berate colleagues And tell stories Often heard Yet always applauded They, watch marshmallows drop And foam rise Suits and stockings Single file Advance forward, steadily To see Their names in print Or safety nets torn, mended Or perhaps To see who tells the jokes And who are [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thetypewriter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3646718&amp;post=132&amp;subd=thetypewriter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Sullenly at Molyneaux Bay and Elsewhere (Jack Bradshaw)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 10:17:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[To Hone, The friend who convinced me normality is not so hot But poetry is&#8230; A skylark above the Catlins pours out its song The tide licks at the road along Molyneaux Bay Sullenly without yesterday&#8217;s winter sun Lightening the village&#8217;s ascent from beach to peak Unrepenting the tide hisses at the road head-on Pushing [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thetypewriter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3646718&amp;post=138&amp;subd=thetypewriter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>the drop &#8211; te rerenga wairua* (Peter Le Baige)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 10:16:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[it&#8217;s steep from here on rock tree ocean that one pohutukawa holding out on rock against the sight of ocean in its branches vivid in shadow against the wind-flustered sea cat’s-paws swells the surf feeding on the silence between its comings &#38; goings you could drop right through this to fall into the cold roilings [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thetypewriter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3646718&amp;post=141&amp;subd=thetypewriter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>the talking bird (Peter Le Baige)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 10:16:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[to Jack Le Baige for years you told the story we&#8217;d already taken well to heart, fed like a cat under the table with our imaginings. greymouth the tasman dark with rain, the swell skittering along the shore. the rivermouth could&#8217;ve been the night you&#8217;d just woken from. you were running in the shower&#8217;s edge, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thetypewriter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3646718&amp;post=146&amp;subd=thetypewriter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>between bards (Vaughan Rapatahana)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 10:15:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[pre-dawn, I departed Jim&#8217;s Otautahi abode, an                      isolate trinket on a bicuspid coast, and graunched back into southern e s c a p a d e: the snowflooded hills a sulky doppelganger of my own inner nts ie ad gr the road rode on, shamelessly [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thetypewriter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3646718&amp;post=150&amp;subd=thetypewriter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Te Araroa Winter, 2008 (Vaughan Rapatahana)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 10:14:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[fluke sun today, flat sea, dead breeze. a few silent sparrows fleck the pohutukawa; only sound the waves d o w n there: their steady cadence ready to snap this   still, when brothers rain &#38; wind trundle home, sodden, tonight. Filed under: Vaughan Rapatahana<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thetypewriter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3646718&amp;post=153&amp;subd=thetypewriter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Bawa&#8217;s Garden (Desh Balasubramaniam)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 10:13:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[In indolent eloquence, gazing view of tropical modernism Where an Englishman became Ceylonese The familiar wind, where jasmine comes wrapped in green leaves, the scented rain drops Algae on ancient rocks turned black with a broken glass of history I wait for the familiar rain, I &#8211; a Sri Lankan unlike my father (who once [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thetypewriter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3646718&amp;post=156&amp;subd=thetypewriter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Always the Left Hand (David Gregory)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2010 10:11:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The deckhand&#8217;s left-hand glove washed up some two days later, but of his hand, as you&#8217;d expect, there was no sign. - he bled and lived - a careful man that Fogarty, signing everything he owned, his gloves, even his wife, some said, thick felt-tip with his nickname. It must have been some storm, cast [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thetypewriter.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3646718&amp;post=166&amp;subd=thetypewriter&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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