Aircraft always overhead, trains pulling in and out, traffic backed up along the New Cross Road, pulsating rap from open windows, plastic bottles in the gutter, pigeons with fungus-eaten toes, gang tags on gritty walls, smells of exhaust, fast food, sweat and the shower-gel of the highly made-up, high-heeled woman who just clicked by oblivious,… Continue reading
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Greens, reds and blues, and the extinction of distinction
GREENS, REDS, BLUES AND THE EXTINCTION OF DISTINCTION Ka ngaro I te ngaro a te Moa (“We are lost as the moa is lost”) Maori lament There he kneels, the young, proud, ignorant farmer – posing smiling with his dog and gun, and the unusual-looking predator he has just killed propped up against the fence…. Continue reading