I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
New Zealand Poets Online
Sometimes Harvey Molloy is the unintentional giver of gifts, posting of things I wouldn't otherwise find. Today, via a link to a poem, I discovered New Zealand Poets Online.
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