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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Laurice Gilbert is Vice-President of the New Zealand Poetry Society, after 8 years as Empress of Everything. She has had poems published in many NZ journals and anthologies, as well as publications in Australia, the USA, Canada, the UK, and Israel. She published her first collection, My Family & Other Strangers, in December 2012 and her second book, a joint collection with Portuguese poet Hugo Kauri Justo, will be published shortly. She's in recovery after an extended period of poetry burnout.

Laurice Gilbert

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To James K (22/34)

There's no dung on the potatoes, no
donkeys in the back yard. God's

not in any maimai of mine. Or
maybe he is. How would I know?

This pakeha whakaponokore has no
reason to burn the midnight oil

for invisible friends. I have my
girls, my cats, my knitting. They know

me for who I am, cliché or no.
It's a long time between masses, or rather

from one Sunday School class to the last, where
winning books for learning verses let me know

where God's or gods' priorities lie. So no,
dung doesn't promote deep roots, as far as I know.