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Most people know this South Taranaki district, between Harwera and Whanganui, if they know it at all, for Dalvanius, the P¿tea M¿ori Club and that seminal waiata, Poi E. They know it as a farming heartland or a rural backwater. In this anthology of poems, you will discover that there is so much more.This anthology includes an impressive array of both experienced poets and tyro. We are most excited by the new voices we have unearthed. Skeptics suggested that we would be "lucky to get twenty pages." Well, we got was over two hundred. There are gems, emeralds, and amethysts contained in these pages. Luxuriate with them! Ki ng¿ iwi o P¿tea me ng¿ rohe o waho, he mihi nui ki a matou. He mea whakamiharo koe, kua miharo koe, kua koa. Kia whakangahautia ki t¿nei pukapuka, n¿ te mea nau tena! This is your book, enjoy it!"This original book which recognises the amazing talent we have in Patea, Wait¿tara and Waverley is overdue, and I am proud to support it."Tory Whanau (Pakakohi and Ngaruahine), Mayor of Wellington

David Foster Wallace once wrote that "every love story is a ghost story." Not all of the stories in Jack Ross's new collection are about love, but certainly all of them concern ghosts - imaginary, real, or entirely absent. As it turns out, there are even stranger things in the world: from haunted hotel rooms in Beijing to drunken poetry readings on Auckland's North Shore. Or perhaps, as the Mayan prophets foresaw, the world really did end on the 21st December, 2012, and "all bets are off, all the rules have changed, and - new Adams, new Eves - we have to find the courage somehow to start naming the strange new things we see."

In the tradition of James Joyce's Dubliners, Murray Edmond brings us Aucklanders, short stories that celebrate lives lived in New Zealand's biggest city. Through different time-settings, and narrative styles, the tales are variously entertaining, funny, satirical, reflective and tragic. Sometimes they are a little gruesome or absurd. Yet these Aucklanders often feel oddly familiar. Among them we encounter a scared RSA waiter, a Zen sensei who keeps his followers guessing, a shy boy who breaks a neighbour's hothouse with his shanghai slingshot, a famous drunken artist with a tortured legacy, and a delivery driver with a side hustle. The stories variously evoke the hopeful exuberance of youth and love, the pain of heartbreak and loss, and the ambient excitement of a high school play about to begin.

Afterworld is a novella length work of magical realism with a whodunit element. The plot follows a ghost who ends up in a hut on a NewZealand mountain. As the ghost seeks to understand their life and death, fragments of their past are remembered. Contending identities, times and events emerge.

Poetry that celebrates leaving, migrating and returning Debut poet, Katie Glasgow-Palmer, evokes those feelings that all of us who have spent time as a New Zealand expat will relate to: a funeral over zoom, a conversation on the plane, struggles with foreign cultures and languages, and that odd mix of pride and rejection that characterises our relationship with home.

A meaty and satisfying selection of the work of one of New Zealand's most preeminent and prolific poets, tracing the development of his work from the seventies to today 'Johnson is one of New Zealand's most accomplished and inventive writers, at one with the word, its power, its airy fitness and everyday solidities, its resourcefulness, its craft.' Siobhan Harvey, Winner of the Kathleen Grattan poetry award, 2019 'The immense complexity of human relationships, social, sexual and everyday are at the heart of much of Mike's best poetry. However, there's an almost equal pull towards the empyrean: the cosmic mysteries of nature and the visible world, the beauty of the birds, trees and beaches which surround him in his longtime home-base, Waiheke Island.' Jack Ross, editor of Poetry New Zealand (2014-2019) '[Johnson finds] just the right formulation to deliver a descriptive vitalism that is open, alert, tentative, ambulatory, elegant, palpable.' David Eggleton, Poet Laureate, 2019-2022

Harry Blackman lives in the suburbs with his wife and son and works a banal corporate job as a mid-level executive. One day he returns home from work to find that everything has changed. As he attempts to understand this strange yet maddeningly familiar new world and return to his old life, Blackman uncovers the dark secrets of his unscrupulous counterpart and finds there is more at stake than his identity.

All seems lost for the Elbrand and the people of the Regions. Tolth is a captive in Menden Maradass. Zard, the black knight, has returned, and with an army of stone-soldiers, has crushed the Elbrand in their forest hideaway. Corrupt Governor Demsharl controls the south from his castle in the City Amitarl. The north, meanwhile, is firmly in the grip of the Evil One who is dangerously close to unifying the Seacrest. Yet, bleak as things appear, there are chinks of hope. Flindas, Tris, and Leana arrive back in the Regions carrying their fragment of the Seacrest, and Kerran has begun to master the ancient secrets of the Wizards Way.

sketches:a trick of the eyeoutside my windowthere's a t¿¿slidingwith quick, deft movementsbetween the pink branchesof the spring plumwith a touch of white blossom at its throatThese are lines caught on the fly. Poems which capture and celebrate the momentary nature of existence. Here we find the natural world, and matters of the heart, caught as they happen in language both natural and precise. They are beautifully complemented by the drawing and sketches of Leila Lees.'Sketches, a skein of fleeting moments arrested on the page, manages with its glancing, darting reflections and philosophical perceptions, to find just the right formulation to deliver a descriptive vitalism that is open, alert, tentative, ambulatory, elegant, palpable.'

Flindas, Tris and Leana, carrying their fragment of the Seacrest are trapped behind enemy lines in inhospitable terrain. Maradass sends armies of horsemen, savage dogs and stone-men against the Regions. Meanwhile the green-and-brown clad Elbrand armies of the Iles of Zeta prepare to sail to their defence. Yet in the gathering epic clash, it is perhaps the secrets of the deep past, and the visions seen by Kerran, the young hero, on which the fate of the lands may lie.¿"They are all around you," said the Wizard mysteriously, raising his hands and waving them towards the room. "They arrived here at a different time and so they remain locked into that time. The tower seems but an empty vessel to the ones who have not looked deeply into the shadows."

Len and his father, Son, might as well live on different planets. If the latter is a puritanical curmudgeon in his late 80s, then Len, a recent divorcee in his early 40s, is interested in one thing and one thing only: sex. They couldn't be more different - or similar. They are both storytellers. So when Len tries to get behind his father's good-time stories of World War Two, he discovers that its horrors are right here on his doorstep - just like those of the new South Africa.

Lucina is a graduate of the Bratislava School of Architecture, and over the years has worked in a variety of disciplines, teaching drawing, life drawing and the history of the Renaissance at design schools and universities. A selection of over two hundred sketches of cities, towns and countryside from around the world by Lubica Lucina.

Maradass the Mad is dead. Maradass the Evil takes his place. Black dogs, hunt the land, corrupted stone-men march under the banner of the dog skull, and a poison spreads from the Broken Lands, threatening the Regions. Can Kerran, a youth from the Dreadim Forest, Findas, an outcast son of a nobleman, and, Tris, a girl and a thief who has learned to live by her wits, unlock the secrets of the Seacrest and save the Regions?" Soon the others could smell it too, a musty canine smell; then they heard the sound of padded feet, coming at a fast run. The moon was high and bright and the road stood out against the darkness. A black mass of moving bodies appeared where the road began its ascent. The large dogs, perhaps ten or twelve of them, became distinguishable from each other, their blue flamed eyes flickering as they ran. Behind them rode two men on horseback. They were armoured and cloaked in black, the white skull of a dog showing as the emblem on their tunics."

a graphic novelThe year is 1869Te Kooti Arikirangi te Turuki, founder of the Ringatu religion, commands a deadly Maori guerilla force.Te Urewera is the battleground: a wilderness of forest, bird, mountain and waterway. Crow of Whareatua brings to life a one-month period of a brutal war, one which was to shape New Zealand¿s destiny.

A remarkable book, filled with anecdotes of candid spiritual experiences that may challenge the reader's beliefs and assumptions. This is interspersed with rich, concise theory that draws on a breadth of sources, from indigenous teachers, to medieval alchemists, to folklorists and modern philosophers. Yet, Into the World is a practical book, to be consulted as much as it is to be read. Meet your ancestral ally. Learn about plant spirit medicine and land healing. Explore the medicine sphere, keep your power animal close and beware illusion.

In ancient India the Buddha's chief disciple, Ananda, falls in love with a tender-hearted woman who makes him question the nature of desire. In our contemporary world, an anonymous hero set out across town for a mysterious interview, and meets, in the most unlikely form, his eternal lover. At the end of time, in deep space, the intrepid Captain Nortikiss must not only deal with aliens from another dimension, but do battle with a zombie in a spacesuit who loves him to death…

Little fox lived a content and happy life until one summer,when there was no rain. What if it never returned?Something had to be done. Will Little Fox retrievethe magic rainsticks and end the drought?

'Lethal Dose is the best novel Mike Johnson has written... a scathingly well-written novel. All the goodies are here: booze, sex, violence, brothels, anarchists, drugs, lesbians, vampires, angst, fast cars, Bergman pics, poison, humour and death. Everything yoüd expect to find in contemporary Auckland, New Zealand, in the last chance decade.'