Submissions for the 2026 Aotearoa Poetry Film Festival are open!
In 2023, I was invited by festival director Alfio Leotta (with me in the first slide) together with Lilian Pallares Campo, Chris Price and Paul Wolffram Paul Wolffram, to be part of the festival jury. It was a wonderful experience and great to see all the entries from across New Zealand.
I had begun researching poetry film in New Zealand and prepared an article ‘How to Film a Poem’, which you can read in Newsroom.
The deadline for submitting poetry films is 25 September 2026 and the festival will form part of the 2026 Film Adjacent Experimental Film Symposium on 21 and 22 November, 2026.
This two-day event will feature six programmes, multiple roundtable discussions, and a filmmaking workshop. It will take place at Massey Cinema, Block 10 Tokomaru.
Video has been an important part of Given Words, with ‘word films’ being made by children in Honduras, Spain and New Zealand, and last year’s five words from international poetry film makers. I’m also really excited that two of the winning poems from Given Words have been made into poetry films and I will be screening them as part of my curated presentation at the REELpoetry Int’l Film Festival in September. I will be sharing more info closer to the event.
So, if you have made, or would like to make, a poetry film, give it a go and send it on FilmFreeway to the ‘Aotearoa Poetry Film Festival’ by 25 September!
The new book from Leanne Comer, a debut novel with a twist, based on real historical events, is launching Wednesday July 29 at Time Out Bookstore in Auckland.
Leanne Comer’s We Know Not When is based on the real story of Emily Keeling’s life and death — imaginative, moving and carrying the ‘spectral presence of those who refuse to be forgotten’ (Tina Shaw). Whether you are in Auckland or not, you can pre-order the book here and receive it hot off the press.
Salt Quilt, Airini Beautrais Te Herenga Waka University Press, 2026
Airini Beautrais’s new poetry collection, Salt Quilt, is like a prism I hold to the light and dark of living, past present future, of what is experienced and what is imagined, what is felt and what is thought. The poetry ranges and embraces diverse subject matter, form, mood, connections. I have felt so utterly boosted by this book.
I kept teaching, I started having human children and I kept writing poems. Eventually I had enough for another book. I had a launch at Thistle Hall on a Saturday afternoon with my baby on my hip.
Pip Adam and Maria McMillan read with me, and their children drove trucks back and forth across the wooden floorboards. Bill Manhire sat in the corner slowly eating olives.
from ‘Cancer Moon: Poet Life’
a conversation
Paula: Firstly I thank you for kind acknowledgment in the endnote. Honestly I felt like crying. I felt like crying because poetry is so connecting for so many people, and for me it is my lifeline. Your new poetry collection has got me thinking and feeling deeply, on so many levels. Thinking about poetry, about life, about being and becoming a poet, and still being and becoming a poet. The first word I wrote on the page beside me as I read, was openness. The openness of the speaking voices, the opening of the past, the opening of the present, the openness of what a poem can be.
What word or words catch what the poetry was being and doing as you wrote?
Airini: Well firstly, thanks again to you Paula, for all that you do. I know it is a lot of mahi and we don’t always get a lot of acknowledgement or compensation for work in the arts in Aotearoa NZ, especially in the current political climate.
I wrote the poems in this collection over fifteen years, so there was a lot of being and doing in that time. There are also a lot of different approaches, as some of these poems are very personal, whereas others were commissions and are removed from my personal experience by default. Some words that come to mind now are: Exploration, distillation, sense-making, acknowledgement, vulnerability, experimentation.
Vulnerability is a big one. I think poets, or at least serious/ literary poets, tend to avoid it. I think this is because poetry allows for distance between the emotional self and the text via linguistic and stylistic features and there can be a temptation to increase that distance. When I started out my poetic career, I definitely wanted to be cool. My first book was called Secret Heart which I think was apt given there is a lot of hiding in those poems. Now I feel happier to just be who I am, and put uncomfortable things out there.
Paula: Vulnerability seems to have been crucial in a number of poetry books I have loved over the past year. Your list of words resonate as I reflect upon your collection. I was deeply moved by ‘Cancer Moon: Poet Life’, a poem that traces your origins and unfolding life as a poet. I recognised myself at times, the difficult child who never felt seen, the incredible turning points, the people places, situations and choices that matter. It feels like poetry is what we do, against all odds, but it also feels like we write, perform and share poetry, out of so many different things. Difficulty, love, renewed relationships with the world, whether physical or peopled. Has this changed for you over time? What you write out of? And why poetry matters to you?
Airini: In that poem I talk about how over the time I have been a writer, writing has only got harder, and I don’t know why. So although I am more comfortable with myself, I do find it harder to put things into words. There are a few possible reasons for this. One is being a working single parent and being tired a lot. Another is having a bit more emotional maturity – being able to reflect in the moment (more often, at least) means less need to reach for the notebook and pour one’s heart out. And I also think it’s inevitable that we become more self-critical as we get older. We have a wider frame of reference and more awareness of where our work sits in the scheme of things, and sometimes that can be daunting.
I think I write out of compulsion, and even if I tried to stop, I wouldn’t be able to. I sometimes wonder if I write because my brain takes longer to tease things out, while other people might be able to just figure out how they think and feel right away, and go about their day.
At my launch I said that poetry is my first love, and it is my favourite genre to write in because I feel that it is where words meet spirit. To me it matters in more of a psychological and spiritual way than an aesthetic or intellectual way. Poetry is very diverse and means lots of different things to different people, but I see a strong connection between poetry and prayer, chant, meditation and music.
Learning about inherited forms I got into the idea of the sonnet as corset, like some kind of erotic bondage, although I am actually quite vanilla in real life.
from ‘Cancer Moon: Poet Life’
Paula: Yes! I love that. And indeed the joy and boost of writing out of love. It is the key to why I keep Poetry Box going for children – to be an ambassador for writing out of love and play. Vital for children and equally vital for adults.
I utterly love how the collection resembles an ode to form. How form, whether villanelle or pantoum for example, offers musical patterns in repeating lines and rhymes but how form is never a straitjacket. For me form offers musicality but it also heightens the vital echoes. The way the collection is like an echo symphony, scoring the musical notes of memory, reflection, the physical wold, the peopled world. What drew you to poetic forms?
Airini: On a conscious level it was being contrarian. I wanted to do something that other people, especially people of my generation, weren’t doing much anymore. I do think there is a place for poetry written in the rhythms of prose, and I still write a lot of it myself, but it’s not all I want to do, or read. On a subconscious level, I think rhyme and meter and other sonic features have an innate appeal to our brains. I have been listening to my four-year-old niece come up with words and phrases and say ‘Hey, that rhymes!’ in utter delight. In ‘Cancer moon’ I write about how sometimes it feels like it’s me and a bunch of old men who write in inherited forms. I don’t think form itself is political, but some people do associate it with conservative politics. I just find it really fun. I studied form as part of my PhD and it was an eye (and ear) opening thing to look into. I am fascinated by things to do with sound, like how the pentameter line isn’t really innate to English, which is a stress-timed language, and the old Anglo-saxon alliterative meters were based around a four-stress line. Around 95% of popular music is written in 4/4 time which suggests there is something we find really appealing and easy about four beats.
Paula: So many books I’ve spent time with this year bring together the personal and the political. I am drawn to this insistent weave – to our need to share intimate details, personal hurts delights epiphanies, alongside our need to speak out for the environment, for the undermined, the silenced, the war smashed, the hungry, against damaging political choices. How important is a political personal weave for you as you write?
Airini: I don’t think it’s always a deliberate choice. Some of my political poetry has been written in collaboration with artists, and I think political topics are a good basis for inter-arts projects because they allow for exploration of big, complex issues.
I find the current state of the world, and Aotearoa New Zealand, so depressing at the moment. I have found it really hard feeling like every other week we have to make a submission on a bill that either allows for vandalization of the environment, or undermines human rights. I think we are more polarized now than we have ever been in my lifetime, and social media is driving this – for very cynical reasons. I would personally prefer to spend energy on making positive connections with people and effecting positive change, than arguing, fighting and name-calling. When I weave the personal and political together in my writing, it is often a form of self-soothing. Basically I just need to stay mentally well enough to function and I can only deal with so much awful stuff at any given time. I often have to tune out and go into nature and look for good things.
The lights come on: streetlamps, fairy lights outside the indie bookshop. It is autumn, the sun sets earlier behind the brutalist building. I imagine it covered in trees. I imagine something happening here. I imagine we are sitting on this hill on the top of the city for the sole purpose of observing everything. Less like Olympian gods, more like nesting pigeons.
from ‘Lemon sky’
Paula: Oh that word is staying in my self-care room in my head: self-soothing. Poetry, as one of my ongoing series underlines, can be a way of speaking out for to with. How do we navigate and inhabit this jagged world? And yes to positive connections.
I loved reading your endnote and discovering the varied lives of some of the poems, how some were commissioned, published and performed in diverse settings. It got me thinking again on your magnificent origin poem, ‘Cancer Moon: Poet Life’. How our writing communities matter. Your poems acknowledge this, from poets you have read and loved, teachers who have boosted you (for example, James Brown and Harry Ricketts at IIML to whom you dedicated the book), writer friends who read and respond. I am fascinated by the private secret and public lives of poetry. How do you find moving between these zones a writer?
Airini: I think it’s very hard. I find it difficult moving between these zones as a writer and I also find it difficult being all the different people I have had to be in my life. I am about to start another break from science teaching which has been my main bread and butter over the last couple of decades, and focus on creative work for a while. It’s quite a scary prospect because it feels like those public and private worlds are now colliding and I have less of a public persona to hide behind.
On the other hand, as I’ve mentioned earlier, I think poetry, by its stylized and often contorted nature, gives us a useful distance between personal experience and the text. So even though it is a bit cringe having people read about my romantic failures, it also feels like those are fictional stories and readers are not seeing the full ugly face of what happened.
In terms of teachers and communities, I think this is hugely important to the creative arts. Although the act of writing itself is often a solitary pursuit, all the other aspects aren’t. I couldn’t do this without the people I have learned from, or the editors, proofreaders, publicists, administrators, booksellers, festival organisers, reviewers, readers and everyone else who has helped me out.
Paula: Can you give me a reading tip, and share the title of a poetry book you have loved and felt affected by in the past couple of years.
Airini: I am a very eclectic reader, but I’m also not as committed a reader as many of the writers I know. This is partly because I’m not very good at sitting still or staying focused. Also, I am not very good at being on top of trends, so it often takes me years to catch up. So my tips would be: Audio books count as reading. Poets, please consider recording audio books of your poetry! And, read what you feel like reading, when the mood takes you. For me, it’s often at breakfast time. I have accepted that I am not a morning person and my morning routine is a pot of Earl Grey and an hour or so of reading, rather than a walk, a litre of water, a meditation, intention-setting and a gym workout. (If that is someone’s routine – awesome. Just not something I’m able to do!)
I have loved a lot of poetry books in the last few years. I have been enjoying sharing NZ poetry at an open mic night that I co-MC in Whanganui. Jordan Hamel’s collection Everyone is Everyone Except You is full of poems that are fun to read aloud. People love hearing some Hera Lindsay Bird. And sometimes I like to put in a throwback poem like Allen Curnow’s ‘You will know when you get there.’
The poetry book that has affected me the most in the past couple of years is Refaat Alareer’s If I must die: Poetry and Prose (OR Books, 2024). Refaat was killed in Gaza City in December 2023. It’s so easy to complain about things like not being in the window display of Unity, or not being in this or that anthology or journal, but fuck, we are alive, folks. We should never take for granted that we are alive on earth, still writing.
Paula: Yes! I often begin my day at 4 am if not earlier and find this pocket of time perfect to read a few poems and write, waiting for the dark to lift, the bush birdsong to arrive. It is self-soothing indeed.
Can you choose one poem use as an end point for our conversation – and why you chose this poem.
Airini: I’d like to choose a poem that you initially published on NZ Poetry Shelf. It’s called ‘Regret’ and it is a found poem made up of quotes from wrestler and actor John Cena. Cena has been such a beloved figure for so many people for decades now. I came across an interview with him following the release of the Transformers movie Bumblebee in 2018, and thought it just felt like poetry. One of the reasons I enjoy poetry is that I find language endlessly fascinating. Not just poetry with a capital P but the poetry of everyday life. I think a found poem becomes a poem when you put effort into choosing bits of language and arranging them in a form, a bit like a collage. I really resonated with what Cena was saying about letting go of ego and letting go of regrets. The quote ‘I don’t regret a single thing man not one thing’ is a good mantra to remember for actors, wrestlers and poets alike.
Regret
I’m in the stunt business and I just want to fall down. But that’s not the way it works. It’s storytelling, but I have comfortable roots.
I was still trying to learn and define who I was. And you’re waiting eight hours for a giant stunt. And you don’t understand the reason.
Went through a character shift from the ruthless aggression guy, to the rap guy, to the non-rap guy, to the superman guy.
Feel free to be open with me. I have no ego. My ego is making an awesome movie.
These were the prime years when things were catching fire, and the place I really wanted to be was on that canvas.
No ego. Let’s make great moments and how can we do that? My ego lies with the finished product.
Life is always good no matter what. We tell stories sometimes that are real close to the vest. learn from every single situation.
If this thing doesn’t fly I’m putting it on my shoulders and I’m gonna figure out why and I’m hopefully gonna get another chance to attack it again.
Man I don’t have a single regret in my life. I’ve been on such a crazy ride. I don’t regret a single thing man not one thing.
a reading
photo credit: Skye Boniface
‘Failure’
‘Dreams’
‘Salt quilt’
Airini Beautrais was born in Auckland in 1982. Her debut work of fiction, Bug Week, won Aotearoa New Zealand’s top fiction award, the Jann Medlicott Acorn Prize, at the 2021 Ockham New Zealand Book Awards. She is the author of five collections of poetry, including Salt Quilt (2026) and Secret Heart (2006), which won the Jessie Mackay Award for First Book of Poetry at the 2007 Montana New Zealand Book Awards, and The Beautiful Afternoon (2024), a collection of essays. In 2016 she won the Landfall Essay Prize. Airini is also a science teacher and dance instructor. She lives in Whanganui.
Join us to celebrate the publication of Watching Television in a Love Motel, an unforgettable first book of poetry by Haro Lee. The book will be launched by Jenna Todd.
Friday 17 July, 6pm Upstairs at Time Out Bookstore: 432 Mount Eden Road, Mount Eden, Auckland Free event — all welcome!
In this unforgettable first book of poetry by Haro Lee, television – like love – binds us and liberates us; inspires, infuriates and illuminates us.
Watching Television in a Love Motel is a poetic chronicle of Haro’s time in Aotearoa, South Korea and the United States of America. In four parts – ‘Daytime Television’, ‘Primetime Television’, ‘Late Night Television’, and ‘Graveyard Slot’ – she looks at her past, family and self with the help of the unwavering cultural force that is TV. Big subjects are caught in its glow: God, drugs, love, anti-motherhood, intergenerational trauma, loneliness, failure, and 3am existential anxiety.
The final section is a love letter to a dying neighbourhood in Seoul. Set against the heartache of a rapidly developing nation, this is the story of one girl and her life with a beloved grandmother.
Haro Lee was born in the Year of the Rat in Tāmaki Makaurau. Her work has been published in The Spinoff, Michigan Quarterly Review and Poetry Northwest, among others. Watching Television in a Love Motel is her first book.
The Katherine Mansfield Sparkling Prose Award is open 3 July – 14 August.
New! Aotearoa and international submissions welcome!
This competition calls for works of fiction up to 1888 words – a reference to the year of Mansfield’s birth. We take our themes from Mansfield’s writing. This year, the theme is ‘wild places’. All submissions must follow the theme, however loosely.
You can write your work in any form – short story or hybrid or another imaginative form, but please note this is not a competition for flash fiction (go here to find out more about the National Flash Fiction Day competition, and see Flash Frontier to read Aotearoa’s best flash). Stories should be considerably longer than a flash fiction.
Submissions need not be directly related to Katherine Mansfield. We encourage experimentation and outside-the-square thinking! Send your stories of quiet, strange, beautiful, oddball – and wild!
We look forward to reading your imaginative prose.
The Gum Trees of Kerikeri, Lynn Jenner Otago University Press, 2026
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Our talk has no official beginning, no structure and no official end: it starts when the first person says what has been on her mind; that could be the problem of finding a parking place at the supermarket at New Year, or it could be that she has planned a trip and her husband doesn’t want to go; no-one is criticised or blamed, including the husband: our conversation is a river with eddies and currents. We have children who fight with us as though we were the enemy; men who have taken themselves off to other countries and left us with mortgages; we have diseases with scary names: this is deep water but we are not scared of deep water. We make gardens, we paint, we write songs and poems, we record stories from the past and we create adventures for ourselves so that our spirit won’t slowly die: there are cool shady pools in this river. We are not optimistic for the earth and its people, but we think the best idea is to be as optimistic as possible in our personal lives. Someone always says that and although we all look a bit shifty and our eyes slide away, we nod.
Lynn Jenner
Poems in The Gum Trees of Kerikeri are disarmingly matter-of-fact given their subject matter: existential crises, climate catastrophe, war, alongside the things that make life worth living: rivers, trees, the sweet taste of fruit. They offer daily optimism while also asking the hard global questions: Is this the age of the death of the planet? Do you see deliverance and redemption anywhere? Is this the Promised Land? And most chillingly, given that the collection was written before the current war in the Middle East, are we there yet?
Referencing the work of philosphers, writers and artists, Jenner doesn’t provide solutions, rather different ways of looking. She draws connections betweeen disparate thoughts leading to a sense of gentle yet rigorous reflection. In one poem, she tells us Ursula Le Guin searched near the end of her life ‘for a way to resist the unfolding political and environmental catastrophes of these days.’ This quotation perhaps summarises the collection’s raison d’etre. Yet this is not a pessimistic book. It is a journey of enquiry in a life filled with everyday joy and confusion. Each poem feels satisfying yet curious: a small offering of humanity with a grounding effect at a time of crisis.
Janet Newman
Janet Newman is a poet, editor and farmer from Horowhenua. She holds a PhD from Massey University for her thesis: ‘Imagining Ecologies: Traditions of Ecopoetry in Aotearoa New Zealand.’ Her collection Unseasoned Campaigner (OUP, 2021) won the 2022 NZSA Heritage Book Award for Poetry. She is an editor of Koe: An Aotearoa ecopoetry anthology (OUP, 2024).
Lynn Jenner is the author of Peat (OUP, 2019), a collection of essays and glossaries which consider the construction of the Kāpiti Expressway in the light of aesthetic and ecological ideas drawn from the writings of Charles Brasch. Lynn’s first book Dear Sweet Harry (AUP, 2010) won the NZSA Jessie Mackay Best First Book of Poetry prize and her second book Lost and Gone Away was shortlisted in the Non-Fiction category of the Ockham New Zealand Book Awards. Lynn lives in Waipapa, near Kerikeri.
Airini Beautrais writes poetry, fiction and non fiction. She is the author of five collections of poetry, most recently Salt Quilt (Te Herenga Waka University Press, 2026). She is also the author of the collection of short fiction, Bug Week, which won the Jann Medlicott Acorn Prize for Fiction at the Ockham NZ Book Awards in 2021, and the essay collection The Beautiful Afternoon, for which she won the Janet Frame Literary Trust Award. She lives in Whanganui.
Guest musician
Hailing from metro Detroit, Maggie Cocco’s dedication to exploring the depth, breadth, and profundity of music has seen her perform in stadiums with legacy artists, galleries with avante garde expressionists, and many people, places, and musics between. Driven by a commitment to her global community, Maggie Cocco Music offers patron subsidized Pay What You Can services and contributions to various arts and social justice movements and organizations, weaving her passions into the fabric of her work. An independent artist, Cocco is based in Northland, New Zealand where she composes and runs community music programming between tours.
at like 5.30/6ish when the wind is heavy with gold and there’re soft shadows of glass, dancing every afternoon on old wallpaper painted a sick ivory by the landlord
and while the mountain of rats that insulate the walls are still dormant or else plotting their heist of my coleslaw
and an ancient draught bleeds ice thru the foot of my front door
and black mould is like frost on the ceiling that’s sagging with age to the floorboards and a garden of weeds climbs to your hip thru borer holes
and i’m down to, like the last third of a bottle of old birthday whiskey listening to mississipi john hurt hurt with me
rich on winz fraud in the wet light of the early evening dreaming of somebody sweet
about then, when i’ve endured myself long enough to welcome the hour of angels I find my breath heavy with calm
Liam Jacobson from Neither, Dead Bird Books, 2023
Much to Liam Jacobson’s chagrin, I have lip-synced along to this poem (often incorrectly) at many places and spaces across Tāmaki Makaurau. One of my favourite contemporary New Zealand poems, ‘THE DAY MELTS AMONG ME’, paints a specific picture, though with a much more discerning hand than a landlord’s.
It’s one of a messy, unfocused youth; of listlessness and misdirection in housing stock barely fit for habitation. While not a universal experience, it’s a familiar one, especially for those who have grown up working class and/or Māori, been a student or on a WINZ benefit.
While the poem feels like a lament of their living situation, there’s also a fondness, a nostalgia or a contentment. When you have a third of a bottle of whiskey, some coleslaw in the fridge and a few dollars drip-feeding your bank account, how can you complain?
Many of the sibling poems to this one, featured in Liam’s debut collection Neither (Dead Bird Books, 2023), are more amorphous and shrouded in metaphor. They require you to pull at the threads to unpick the meaning. I appreciate ‘THE DAY MELTS AMONG ME’ in context to these, as the imagery is strong, clear and in focus. One can psychically transplant themselves into this drafty, paint-glossed flat through the stanzas. The effect is heightened if you’re listening to Liam read it.
I love many of the lines, but one that stands out in particular for its playfulness and aural ping-pong is “listening to mississipi john hurt hurt with me”. The Blues take on many meanings here, and the chilly hallway becomes a lonesome valley one must walk alone. But the poem gives us solace (or sadness anew) as it closes, with the fact that when all has melted away, there’s a calm to acceptance.
Damien Levi (Te Āti Haunui-a-Paparangi, Ngāti Tūwharetoa, Ngāpuhi, Pākehā) is a publisher, editor and arts facilitator. He is the founder of Āporo Press, editor of the essay collection Tāmaki Makaurau 2025: Essays on Life in Auckland (2025), co-editor of Spoiled Fruit: Queer Poetry from Aotearoa (2023) alongside Amber Esau and was the lead editor for the online arts and literature journal, bad apple. His poetry and essays have been published online and in print.
Liam Jacobson (Kāi Tahu) is a poet, curator and artist (etc.) from Manurewa, South Auckland.
In the lead-up to National Poetry Day 2026, the Poets XYZ are running a nationwide competition for adults who write poetry for children.
Timeline: open now – closes midnight Friday 31st July 2026
Winning poems to be celebrated on National Poetry Day, Friday 28th August 2026
Theme: ‘Around the World’ – to be interpreted as widely and wildly as entrants like
Winning poem: $50 book voucher
Judge: Renowned children’s writer and poet, Bill Nagelkerke
Criteria:
• Entry is free
• Open to anyone in New Zealand aged 18 years and over
• Send in up to three poems aimed at 5-12 year olds
• There is a 25 line limit per poem
• Poems should be previously unpublished (including not on private blogs, websites, social media)
• Poems should be all your own work and not have any AI generated content. Any poems found to have AI generated content will be disqualified.
• Poems should be written in English
• Previous winners are welcome to enter.
To Submit:
• Poems should be in a single Word document. Please use the title of your first poem as the file name for this document. Please don’t include your name anywhere in this document
• You will need to provide a short author bio including a sentence or two about why you write poetry for children (up to 100 words)
• Preferred method: Completing the online entry form (requires Google account) here
• Alternative method: Emailing your Word document to thepoetsxyz@gmail.com. Please put Around the World Poetry Competition in the subject line. In the body of your email please include your name, the title(s) of your poem(s) and a brief author bio (up to 100 words) and 2-3 sentences about why you write poetry for children
The Fine Print:
By submitting an entry, you are consenting to your poem:
• being promoted as part of National Poetry Day 2026 which may include being published in whole or in part on social or other media;
• being published on social and other media to promote poetry for children in New Zealand and any future poetry for children competitions run by The Poets XYZ for National Poetry Day.
• being used in future digital or printable media to promote poetry for children in New Zealand
Writers will retain copyright of their poems. Unfortunately it is not possible to provide personal feedback for each entry we receive.
Thank you to National Poetry Day, SLANZA and BookHub for their support for this event.
1. I sit at a moon filled window sail off to far away lands he slides ship biscuits under the door.
I need time to consider this leaving heal the bruises, soothe a heart burned black.
I roll about on the window-ledge like a bird trapped in an egg wanting, but unable to hatch.
2. My eyes, like hurricane warnings burn red with two black centres. you are standing into danger.
It’s as if I am undergoing a speed trial here dry land is receding fast I wobble it would be wise to keep clear of me.
I am maneuvering with difficulty feel your way past me with care. help me don’t help me
3. NC – (am I in distress?) F – (am I disabled?) communicate with me CXL CXL C X L (do not abandon me) hold me until I am there not lost.
Lyndsey Knight
Note:
Flag Signals from Charles H Cugle’s 1936 Code of Practical Navigation: A =I am undergoing a speed trial D = keep clear of me I am maneuvering with difficulty F = I am disabled, communicate with me R=. you may feel your way past me U = you are standing into danger X = stop carrying out your intentions NC = I am in distress CXL = do not abandon me
The Hurricane Warning.—Two storm flags (red with black centres), displayed one above the other, are used to announce the expected approach of tropical hurricanes.
Lyndsey Knight is an Auckland writer of poetry, flash and essays. She creates hybrid works of written word and abstract collage. Her work has been published in various anthologies and journals at home and abroad, including Landfall, The Miller’s Damsel, Ginosko Literary Journal, The Ekphrastic Review, Mindfood, NZPSA etc.