30 March 2020
Covid-19: Poem 2
Covid-19: Poem 1
‘Parihaka’
Kāpiti College reprised ‘Parihaka’ for two nights on March 4 and 5, 2020, in our new performing arts centre, Te Raukura ki Kāpiti.
Our rangatahi are incredible kapa haka performers, directors, actors, artists, musicians and singers, who make you cry and leave you breathless in the best kinds of ways.
Photos by Louve Pharand-Doucet, Year 12, Kāpiti College.
Here’s a wonderful review from Te Aniwaniwa Black.
“I recently read Nicola’s book and it is just beautiful. Do seek it out. She brings so much of her complex experiences as an activist and a secondary school teacher into her work – it is rich in entangled, community-facing life” – Helen Lehndorf, a beautiful poet-artivist-gardener-Mama (and more!) from Palmerston North, Manawatū.
Coming up this Sunday, in Newtown…
Lynn Jenner reviews ‘Working the tang’ alongside Ashleigh Young’s ‘How I get ready’ :-)
Poetry Shelf noticeboard: Poetry Shelf goes live at NZ Festival of the Arts
Things to look forward to!!
LitCrawl returns to Wellington in November, as part of an even bigger VERB literary festival! #funkiestlitfest
‘Wild Honey: Reading New Zealand Women’s Poetry’
Paula Green’s anthology launch – you’re invited!
Book Review: Working the Tang, by Nicola Easthope
A new and much appreciated review from Susannah Whaley – big thanks!
Available in bookshops nationwide.
Kāpiti Coast dweller Nicola Easthope’s second collection, Working the Tang, plays on the word Tang’s multi-layered meanings. In Old Norse it is a spit of land, as well as the point of a knife and the place where the sharp piece is inserted into the handle; in Middle English it is a serpent’s tongue believed to sting; in the Orkney Islands it is the seaweed growing on the rocks above low tide, and ‘wirkin’ the tang’ refers to the eighteenth-century kelp-burning industry. Easthope says it is ‘the salt in the ocean winds’ and ‘the pressures and flavours that sharpen my writing’.
The book cover shows us two women, warmly wrapped in headscarves and long skirts, in what seems to be a hostile and chilly landscape. Stare at the picture and you can almost feel the cold, smell the smoke of the fire they tend and…
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