Paekākāriki poet, Helen Heath, just won big time at the Ockham New Zealand Book Awards for her poetry collection, Are Friends Electric? Here she chats to two other local poets, Maria McMillan and daughter Lily McMillan.
I am restless by nature. There. A confession. Undeniably a deficit in my character. FOMO at its worst.
Jenny Clark writes about the heritage of our Paekākāriki buildings and the merit in saving them
Meet Suzie, Anna-Maria & Margaret
The first time I became aware of Taupō Swamp was when the Queen came to visit. A platform was erected atop a small grassy knoll beside State Highway One. From here the Queen could stand, her back to the traffic, to admire the sea of flax, and perhaps wave royally across its expanse at commuters on the Kāpiti train line. My parents felt a bit sorry for her – but they were also amused.