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Crack and Burn

Tread Lightly For You Tread On My Bones

by Jeff Brown. Three days on Gelibolu (Gallipoli) for 100th anniversary of Anzac Day after call up at fortnight’s notice in the ballot. Both my grandfathers were there, one for nine days, the other for the entire campaign. Guided by a local, Murat, I saw history through his eyes, shared tears more than once, and met his mentor Mustafa, before completing a kind of pilgrimage at the dawn service and memorials. I attempted to capture a few emotions amongst the myriad. Then struggled for a year until I landed on the single word at the end of the penultimate line.

Boy with a Runny Nose

by Glenn Colquhoun. This a one of a sequence of poems I began to write a while ago to John Keats. He trained as a doctor and wrote a beautiful sequence of odes not long before his death ...

Solo Track

by Jeff Bown. For many years my wife and I have enjoyed walking and jogging the Manawatu Gorge Track, often at the end of a working day. We talk and listen to birdsong ...

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