The Loving Embrace of Aotearoa

On the first night that we were back we crowded into the National Library, along with what felt like most of Wellington. We were all there to see the poet laureates read and talk about their tokotoko. We stood at the back throughout the reading and listened. We couldn't see the poets, but it didn't really matter. And that was it! We were plunged back into Wellington and New Zealand. We were sleep starved after a marathon of cancelled flights and angry passengers. And the poetry was just what we needed.

Now after two weeks of travel around the country we are back in Wellington, permanently. It is good to be home.

P.S. We are down to four poems on the front page as I shuffle them around. Hopefully back to five ASAP.


Helen said...

Hey! Welcome home! :)

Emma Barnes said...

Thanks Helen!