Monthly Archives: October 2016

Congratulations to IIML’s new Writer-in-Residence

New Writer in Residence at the International Institute of Modern Letters

Acclaimed playwright Victor Rodger has been appointed the Victoria University of Wellington and Creative New Zealand Writer in Residence for 2017. Mr Rodger is the first writer of Pasifika descent to be awarded this position.

Best known for his 2013 play Black Faggot, Mr Rodger has also received critical acclaim for his other works. Mr Rodger’s first play, Sons, won Best New Play and Best Writer at the Chapman Tripp Theatre Awards in 1998. He also received the 2001 Bruce Mason Playwriting Award.

Mr Rodger has been the Robert Burns Fellow at Otago University, the McMillan Brown Artist in Residence at Canterbury University and he was the 2006 Fulbright-Creative New Zealand Writer in Residence at the University of Hawaii.

Mr Rodger trained as an actor at Toi Whakaari and has also worked as a journalist and a writer for television. Victoria University Press will publish a collection of his plays next year.

Mr Rodger’s writing, which often deals with issues of sexuality, race and identity, has been praised for its boldness, candour and freshness.

Director of Scriptwriting at the International Institute of Modern Letters (IIML), Ken Duncum, says: “Victor is our greatest Pasifika dramatist. His work never settles for the comfortable, is always subversive, intelligent and vibrant. We’re thrilled that Victor will be at the IIML next year.”

Mr Rodger plans to use the residency to work on short stories as well as plays.

“I’m grateful that the residency will allow me the freedom to think and research and write for an entire year. And I’m excited to share my work, old and new, throughout my year in Wellington. Brace yourselves, Poneke,” Mr Rodger says.

Book Publishing in NZ – is it dying or reinventing itself? (via The Spinoff)

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This is scary. I do applaud all the boutique poetry presses running on skimpy rags along with the university presses with an enduring commitment to poetry in times such as these.

What are the figures for festival attendances in NZ sessions, NZ book purchases, NZ book reviews, a comparison of NZ books published?

Somehow NZ poetry is clinging on; somehow we poetry fans our doing our best to support it. Writing, reading, buying, sharing, debating, promoting, reviewing, interviewing, loving, not wanting to do without!

The NZ Book Council Lecture: Selina Tusitala Marsh on storytelling (limited spaces!)

Invitation to the 2016 Book Council Lecture, Fri 11 Nov, 6pm, National Library

The New Zealand Book Council invites you to join us for the 2016 NZ Book Council Lecture:

Tala Tusi: The Teller is the Tale
Delivered by Selina Tusitala Marsh

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Where: National Library of New Zealand, 70 Molesworth St, Thorndon, Wellington
When: Friday 11 November, 6pm
RSVP: This is a free event, but spaces are limited. Please email rsvp@bookcouncil.org.nz to secure your seat

This event is brought to you in partnership with the National Library of New Zealand.

The Samoan word ‘Tusitala’ means ‘storyteller’ – but what about its inverse, ‘tala tusi’, where the ‘teller is the tale?’

Poet and academic Selina Tusitala Marsh powerfully explores the relationship between our stories, ourselves, and the fate of our literature if we ignore the wisdom offered by ‘tala tusi’ in her remarkable 2016 New Zealand Book Council lecture.

The New Zealand Book Council Lecture has become a prominent part of the literary landscape in Aotearoa New Zealand. It provides an opportunity for one of our country’s leading writers to discuss an aspect of literature close to their heart.

‘Daffodils Lip Sync’: A new poem in a new book by Nick Ascroft

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Daffodils Lip Sync

 

I wandered longwise as a crab

that floats a ‘hi’ and flaps a claw

when on the wall I spied a tap

and hosed a golden Labrador.

 

* *

 

I wandered Langley with a cold,

like drones on high that veil the ill.

Vanilla white, we spies of old

would roast a cold in Benadryl.

 

* *

 

A squalid mauve miasmic cloud,

whose frozen height in ladles spills

one awful stench that flies enshroud:

your nose is blown, it’s daffodils.

 

©Nick Ascroft, Back with the Human Condition, Victoria University Press, 2016

Nick Ascroft’s new collection is in four parts: Love, Money, Complaints, Death. He exhibits an enviable linguistic palette with words on the lines languid, sideways darting, playful, ever playful, wriggling and exquisitely calm. You see all that in the ‘The Tide.’ Ascroft’s poems will sound good when read aloud; the poet resisting monotone, shifting then settling in surprising places, catching love and humour. I adored ‘A Hill’  – glorious in its slow contemplation, tender detail compounding. And ‘The Sad Goose,’ a concrete poem stamping the shape of a goose on the page. This book is a treasure trove of poetry delight; one to savour slowly to get the full dance of flavour on the tongue (or in the ear).

Nick and VUP have kindly granted permission to post ‘Daffodils Lip Sync.’ I love the idea of a poem in skewed lip sync with its predecessor. I laughed out loud, mesmerised next step by the word play, and the madcap images that buffet/buff the original.

After this brief sample, I recommend you get the book and read poems in altogether different but equally satisfying keys.

 

 

Yes! Bob Dylan gets Nobel Prize for Literature

 

 

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The first album I ever bought was this compilation of Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits released March 1967. I was twelve and when I put the album on the turntable it felt like I was blown out of our lounge up the hill over the highway into the rolling mist of the world. The words were sharp hooks, unfathomable, music in their own making. Phrases stuck in my head, to repeat though the day like a sweet refrain. This was poetry. This was poetry that a young ear didn’t entirely get from her sheltered lee of the globe, naive and green was she. But as I wrote in my Mick-Jagger poem, I could feel a change brewing in me, the words mixing. When I was young AA Milne had tipped and tilted the poet in me; when I was twelve Bob Dylan did the same thing.

What classic songs to launch a turntable! What a cover with the light gleaming. I did a painting of this to go on my wall.

I remember my father saying, Well he can’t sing. I silently disagreed as Bob Dylan sang his way into what words can do.

I have loved his albums ever since: the way story unfolds, lines are sumptuous in both detail and surprise.

I am very glad Bob Dylan has been awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature – to the delight of some and the chagrin of others.

Time to get a Bob Dylan CD out, old-fashioned girl I am, and head into the city.

Cheers, Bob Dylan, cheers!

Final Lounge Reading for 2016

MEGA-READING AT OGH LOUNGE 19 OCTOBER 5.30-7 PM
ALL WELCOME!

LOUNGE #53 Wednesday 19 October
Old Government House Lounge, UoA City Campus, Princes St and Waterloo Quadrant, 5.30-7 pm

Michelle Chote
Bill Direen
Alex Jespersen
Rosalie Liu
Helen Macfarlane
Maris O’Rourke
Lisa Samuels
Jamie Trower
Vaughan Rapatahana
Susannah Whaley

Free entry. Food and drinks for sale in the Buttery. Information Michele Leggott  m.leggott@auckland.ac.nz  or 09 373 7599 ext. 87342. Poster: http://www.nzepc.auckland.ac.nz/events/lounge53_poster.pdf

The LOUNGE readings are a continuing project of the New Zealand Electronic Poetry Centre (nzepc), Auckland University Press and Auckland University English, Drama and Writing Studies,  in association with the Staff Common Room Club at Old Government House.

Sarah Laing is having birthday drinks for KM -and a wee art exhibition

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An invitation from Sarah Laing:

Friday night I’m having an opening at the Katherine Mansfield House & Garden! 25 Tinakori Road, Thorndon, 5pm, drinks and free entry into KM’s birthplace on the occasion of her 128th birthday. I’ve got pages of my manuscript pinned all over the wall, alongside objects from the collection. Come along!

A Book Launch: John Campbell writes to Nick Ascroft

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Back with the Human Condition Nick Ascroft, Victoria University Press, 2016

John Campbell couldn’t make Nick Ascroft’s book launch but sent a letter for Ashleigh Young to read out. It made me laugh out loud and want to stop my job at hand (writing my book) and get reading Nick’s new poems. Be warned: it might have you dashing out in traffic to pick up a copy.

 

Dear Nick,

Hello, it’s John Campbell here.

I’m so sorry I couldn’t be there tonight. I’m in a coma. Or hosting Checkpoint, which, depending on who I’m interviewing, may feel like the same thing.

Ashleigh kindly invited me. And I would have loved to have come. I think your book’s fantastic, not withstanding the inexplicable mystery of why you didn’t help that Chinese grandmother with her shopping bags?

 

for the complete letter

for the book details