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Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: Jo McNeice

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Aro Valley

I want to take
your picture.
The silver blue
mist moving
over the pine trees,
the Edwardian houses
running backwards
up the hillside,
the road running
slower than myself.
The sky a kind of
silver screen,
the moon is out tonight.
A neon TV.
A noticeboard.
The buttery light
melting out of the chip shop
into the indigo air.
The weeds tripping up
the fences, the flowers
tripping up the weeds.
The night about to settle
in for the night.
But pausing before
it closes the door.
relax. I think you look
just wonderful.
I imagine you can tell
I want to take your picture.

This summer

What you notice most about
this summer
are the dandelions.

There are dandelions
everywhere
outside the dental clinic,
lining the hills
of the Aro Valley
with tiny yellow bricks.

Millions of stars
in the emerald sky.

Jo McNeice
from Blue Hour, Otago University Press, 2024

Jo McNeice is a poet based in Te Whanganui-a-Tara Wellington. She completed a Master of Arts in Creative Writing at the International Institute of Modern Letters, Te Herenga Waka Victoria University of Wellington, in 2013, and her poems have been published in Turbine | Kapohau, Sport, JAAM and Mayhem. In 2023, she won the prestigious Kathleen Grattan Poetry Award for her manuscript Blue Hour, which was published by Otago University Press.

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: A place to enter and pause and take a long slow breath and then another, as you absorb the beauty movement joy stillness wonder movement of a poem.

Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: Tunmise Adebowale

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Estuary

Blue gathers into estuaries and their sheen,
tidal blue.
At low tide: gull-prints, a soft pocking of absence.
The flats spread, taking shape and losing it.
From the dark of silted underplaces,
cold blue, the diluted gleam,
a film of tidal light.

Blue thins and wanders, a slow bleed
along the faint line of return,
littoral.
Blue lowers, folds back,
a weight without form,
held under.

Mud receives it, works it loose:
blue in grains,
blue in residue.
Blue gives way.

Tunmise Adebowale

Tunmise Adebowale is a Nigerian-born New Zealander. Her work has been published in Starling, Landfall, The Big Idea, Arts Makers Aotearoa, Mayhem Literary Journal, The Spinoff, Tarot Poetry Journal, takahē, The Pantograph Punch, Turbine | Kapohau, Newsroom, NZ Poetry Shelf, Verb Wellington, and ReDraft. She writes the Substack whispers of oizys. 

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: A place to enter and pause and take a long slow breath and then another, as you absorb the beauty movement joy stillness wonder movement of a poem.

Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: Nod Ghosh

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The Pond

The pond isn’t there anymore.

It’s dried up, the water gone.

It never was bottomless, but then he never really believed it had been.

He often visits the pond in his dreams. But now it’s not there anymore.

Nod Ghosh
from filthy sucre, Truth Serum Press, 2020

Nod Ghosh is a graduate of the Hagley Writers’ Institute in Ōtautahi, Christchurch. Nod’s books have been published in the U.K. and Australia. The most recent is How to Bake a Book Everytime Press (2025), a text-book on creative writing. See http://www.nodghosh.com for further details.

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: A place to enter and pause and take a long slow breath and then another, as you absorb the beauty movement joy stillness wonder movement of a poem.

Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: Jenny Bornholdt

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Mrs Winter’s Jump

We’re coming out
from under
dismal. The sun is up
and so are the children,
mucking about
with skateboards.
He’s out the back
playing ‘Mrs Winter’s
Jump’. And jump
she does. She
gathers up
her rusty skirts
and crosses all the
crooked space
between us.

Jenny Bornholdt
from Mrs Winter’s Jump, Godwit, 2007


Jenny Bornholdt has published over a dozen books of poems, including The Rocky Shore (winner of the Montana New Zealand Book Award for Poetry, 2009). Her latest collection is What to Wear (THWUP, 2026). She has edited a number of anthologies, including Short Poems of New Zealand (2018), and has worked on numerous book and art projects with artists including Annemarie Hope-Cross, Pip Culbert, Mary McFarlane, Noel McKenna, Mari Mahr, Brendan O’Brien and Gregory O’Brien. In 2018 she was the co-recipient, with Gregory O’Brien, of the Henderson Arts Trust Residency and spent 12 months in Alexandra, Central Otago. She was New Zealand’s poet laureate in 2005–2007, and in the 2014 New Year Honours she was appointed a Member of the New Zealand Order of Merit for services as a poet.

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: A place to enter and pause and take a long slow breath and then another, as you absorb the beauty movement joy stillness wonder movement of a poem.

Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: Opoutere Nest Song by Bill Manhire

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Opoutere Nest Song

Sky and water, quiet
sand. Little whistle
that gets up and goes.

Bill Manhire
from My Sunshine, VUP, 1996, and Collected Poems, VUP, 2001

Paula’s note: This poem resonates so acutely for me. I am transported to Te Henga Bethells Beach where the endangered dotterels also scutter and whistle.

Bill Manhire’s latest poetry collection is Lyrical Ballads, THWUP, 2026. He has won the New Zealand Book Award for Poetry five times, and was New Zealand’s inaugural poet laureate. He founded and directed the International Institute of Modern Letters at Te Herenga Waka—Victoria University of Wellington. He has edited major anthologies of New Zealand literature, including, with Marion McLeod, the now classic Some Other Country: New Zealand’s Best Short Stories (1984). In 2018 Bill was awarded an Icon Award Whakamana Hiranga from the Arts Foundation.

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: A place to enter and pause and take a long slow breath and then another, as you absorb the beauty movement joy stillness wonder movement of a poem.

Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: Growing Advice by Megan Kitching

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Growing Advice

At all costs avoid the twisted or winding pathways so often seen in the
small garden situated on the corner where two streets meet.
— THE COMPLETE NEW ZEALAND GARDENER


You can make it work if you’re at all
handy, hunkered and humble. It costs
only rain and the sun’s incandescence (avoid
hatless noons) along with the twisted
complicity of leafy time unwinding.
Bump the wheelbarrow up the pathway,
tread, rake, tease and weed so often
peas will bloom as soon as you’re seen in
flip-flops and crocuses flag your small
vernacular seasons because the garden
is making something of you, situated on
the border of dirt and thumb, the corner
with its stepover wall where two streets
grow neighbourly and flora and fauna meet.

Megan Kitching

Megan Kitching is an Ōtepoti Dunedin poet. Her debut collection At the Point of Seeing (Otago University Press, 2023) won the Jessie Mackay Prize for Poetry in the 2024 Mātātuhi Foundation Best First Book Awards and was awarded Best International First Collection in the UK Poet Laureate’s The Laurel Prize 2024. In 2021, Megan was the inaugural Caselberg Trust Elizabeth Brooke-Carr Emerging Writer in residence.

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: A place to enter and pause and take a long slow breath and then another, as you absorb the beauty movement joy wonder stillness of a poem.

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: Dinah Hawken

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Evening light

Her hands, long-fingered, freckled,
by sun and soil, rested quietly
on her thighs. She was sitting alone
by the window, admiring the agility of birds
on the branch of a plum tree. Suddenly
sunlight caught the face of her watch
as it can sometimes catch
the turquoise bowl on the bookshelf.
Place and time, time and place,
illuminated.

Dinah Hawken
from Peace and Quiet, Te Herenga Waka University Press, 2026

Dinah Hawken is one of New Zealand’s most celebrated poets. She was born in Hāwera in 1943 and trained as a physiotherapist, psychotherapist and social worker in New Zealand and the United States and has worked as a student counsellor and writing teacher at Te Herenga Waka—Victoria University of Wellington. Of her ten collections of poetry, four have been finalists for the New Zealand Book Awards. Her first book, It Has No Sound and Is Blue (1987), won the Commonwealth Poetry Prize for Best First Time Published Poet. Her latest poetry collection is Faces and Flowers: Poems to Patricia France (2024), and other recent collections are Sea-light (2021), longlisted for the Ockham New Zealand Book Awards, There Is No Harbour (2019), and Ocean and Stone (2015). Dinah lives in Paekākāriki.

Peace and Quiet will be launched at Unity Books Wellington on April 23rd.

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: A place to enter and pause and take a long slow breath and then another, as you absorb the beauty movement joy stillness wonder movement of a poem.

Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: Robert Sullivan

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Rākaumatohi: E hoa

((((((((((High energy))))))))))))))))

How do I love you, my friends?
let me count the mountain’s ways,
the heightened plains that bend
up into snowy reaches, playing
on the mind out of sight to send
pillars of light, clouds, rains
on a grateful garden bed
pulling out rocks making lakes
with his tokotoko, with her cloaks sent
from our māra kai into our food basket
filled with sweetness and kōrero each
to each—we’re peaches, plums,
strawberries and yams, we’re
only the bumblebee’s hums 
aroha stumblefooting the air
in this flowering season.

Korekore Rawea (Low energy, be creative)

Q+A from a Shakti card.

Because korowai take
all the abilities
of their makers
they aren’t made
on hunches,
and the īnanga
(kōkopu, baby tuna)
rippling in pounamu
are active and best
with huge love
but I wasn’t ready
I lacked the insight
and went for a moon
launch when a go-cart
or a raft made
from recycled bottles
might have played
to my best abilities
plus I don’t have
a roof rack for a kayak
which is what I’d love
to do, go kayaking,
or hitch my bike
on my bike rack
and ride round
the Waitaki lakes
rather than 
moon shadows.

Oh, Shakti, I did
follow my hunch
but much better
to call beyond
the greenstone
on my chest
beyond this cloth
of knowing
that the veil
is going to lift
from the picnic
after all the games
of hide and seek,
the swings, seesaws
and slides
of birthdays
in the park.
Much better
to drink
the water.

Robert Sullivan
from Hopurangi | Songcatcher, Auckland University Press, 2024

Robert Sullivan is Aotearoa New Zealand’s 14th Poet Laureate. He belongs to Ngāpuhi (Ngāti Manu, Ngāti Hau / Ngāti Kaharau) and Kāi Tahu (Kāti Huirapa ki Puketeraki) iwi and is also of Irish descent. He has won many literary awards. His most recent books are Hopurangi / Songcatcher (AUP) which was shortlisted for the Mary and Peter Biggs Award at the 2025 Ockham Book Awards, Koe: An Aotearoa Ecopoetry Anthology coedited with Janet Newman (Otago University Press 2024) and a collection of essays coedited with Anna Jackson and Dougal McNeill, Te Whāriki: Reading Ten New Poets from Aotearoa (AUP 2025). Robert is Associate Professor in Creative Writing at Massey University. He lives in Ōamaru.

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: A place to enter and pause and take a long slow breath and then another, as you absorb the beauty movement joy stillness wonder movement of a poem.

Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: Claire Beynon

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Grapefruit

He has two wishes for his sixth
birthday: a pocket of ruby grapefruit
and a citrus knife
with a bend in it.

It is the Fast of Ramadhan — the twenty-eighth day
in — and the weather shows no consideration.
Flies and an irreverent heat
nudge Mr Sahlie the fruit seller
and his cart horse up the street.

The children are waiting. They know
he will come. He’ll spoil them
with a fistful of pomegranate, a slice of ice
green melon. Upside down they wait
dangling limbs and rinds of chatter
from the purple crown of a jacaranda
tree. They swing from a sandpit sky
scuffed toes bare, swishing through a thick mirage
of air. Up at the gate, in the post-box shade
beach buckets brim with the horse’s drink.

Ramadhan. And today is the boy’s
sixth birthday. He drops to the ground
with a ripe fruit sound, runs
pelter, pelter down the street.
There’s a horse, a cart and an old man
to meet.

And of course he’s remembered. He whistles
and grins, heaves the grapefruit down.
Next week, they agree, when the Fast
is complete, they’ll sit on the pavement
enjoy a pink feast.

“Why, Mr Sahlie?” I hear my boy speak.
“Why do they smell so wet
and deep?”

Claire Beynon
from Open Book: Poetry & Images, Steele Roberts, 2007

Claire Beynon is an artist and writer living in Ōtepoti Dunedin. Her poetry, flash fiction and short stories have been widely pub-lished and anthologised in Aotearoa and abroad. She has been a runner-up in the Sunday Star Times Short Story Competition and in 2002 was the winner of the NZ Poetry Society’s International Poetry award. In 2021 her poem ‘Today’s Sky’ was awarded the Takahē Monica Taylor Poetry Prize.  Claire combines the contemplative rhythms of writing and art-making with a range of interdisciplinary collaborations. Two summer research seasons in Antarctica continue to inform her work. Her most recent collection is For when words fail us: a small book of changes, The Cuba Press, 2024. Website

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: A place to enter and pause and take a long slow breath and then another, as you absorb the beauty movement joy stillness wonder movement of a poem.

Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: See What a Little Moonlight Can Do to You by Hone Tuwhare

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See What a Little Moonlight Can Do to You

The moon is a gondola.
It has stopped rocking.
Yes. It’s stopped now.

And to this high plateau
its stunning influence
on surge and loll of tides
within us should

somehow not go
unremarked
for want of breath
or oxygen.

And if I
to that magic micro-second
instant
involuntary arms reach out
to touch detain

then surely
it is because you
are so good:
so very good to me.

Hone Tuwhare
from Mihi: Collected Poems, Penguin Books, 1987

Hone Tuwhare (1922- 2008) was a father, poet, political activist and boilermaker. He published at least thirteen collections of poetry, won two New Zealand Book Awards, held two honorary doctorates and, in 1999, was Te Mata Poet Laureate. In 2003 he was named an Arts Foundation of New Zealand Icon Artist.

The Poetry Shelf Breathing Room: A place to enter and pause and take a long slow breath and then another, as you absorb the beauty movement joy wonder stillness of a poem.