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Volume 20 | Number 3 | Issue 91 | Spring 2010 Letter Nicholas Reid: “Real culture” (poem) Dougal McNeill: Paul Millar (ed), Selected Poems of James K Baxter Jill Holt: Maurice Gee, The Limping Man Tony Simpson: David Burton,…
At the cemetery the gravestones are hilarious You have two dogs that are hounds from hell. They scuffle and slobber. I don’t do dogs very well. Your lower lip is full, your upper lip is thin. I simply am not…
What’s in a name? John O’Leary in his review of Dominic Alessio’s edition of The Great Romance by “The Inhabitant” (NZB Autumn 2010) comments “we do not know who wrote it”. But the National Library’s wonderful searchable site of New…
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Real culture My father licked the bones of Dickens and ate meat from an English plate examining the corpse of Eng Lit corpus Hooded and Patmored, minor-poeted and Thompsoned in an opiate religion. What was the aim of this? Career?…
Selected Poems of James K Baxter Paul Millar (ed) Auckland University Press, $40.00, ISBN 9781869404611 Maurice Shadbolt called Baxter “a Bard, our only one”. It’s unusual now to read the term used without irony or self-consciously distancing care; but, with…
The Limping Man Maurice Gee Puffin, $19.99, ISBN 9780143305163 The Limping Man is the final volume of Maurice Gee’s Salt trilogy for teenagers. The trilogy portrays a grim city of a wrecked civilisation whose dictator is determined to destroy the…
New Zealand Food and Cookery David Burton David Bateman, $59.99, ISBN 9781860537289 Over the last two or three years it has been almost impossible to turn on the television in the early evening or to go into a bookshop…
Work in progress The viewing An excerpt from the novel Afterwards by Sue McCauley. So much to do, thought Briar, a little inanely, since other people were doing it for her. But she was in charge, they sought her opinions,…
Leading the Way: How New Zealand Women Won the Vote Megan Hutching HarperCollins, $39.99, ISBN 9781869507923 “Tis the glory of New Zealand that her sons were first to see/That there never was a free land where the women were not…
In the second of a two-part series, Chris Else examines the case for an evolutionary explanation of art argued in two recent books. Back in my university days I had a friend called Murray, a sardonic sort of bloke with…
Out of Africa, Chris Else
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