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  • Published: 28 March 2016
  • ISBN: 9781775538554
  • Imprint: RHNZ Godwit
  • Format: Hardback
  • Pages: 128
  • RRP: $37.00

This Change in the Light

A Collection of Poems

Extract

Hey you

When I stand at the kitchen bench,
first glass of wine in the hand,
these characters slide alongside,
sly and demanding Write me
they say Write me write me
Write me Write ME, hissing
in my ear, slapping my shoulder,
while another one stands close
and touches my thigh write me
he murmurs write me, you can.


This Change in the Light Fiona Kidman

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