OK so I’ve set this blog up pre-empting a possible non-fiction project that doesn’t involve poetry, so of course I’ll start with a recent poem.




Yesterday a Kereru crashed into our window and fell

into the flax below, fluttered

and died.

I picked it up, still warm of course and admired

It’s two-tone iridescence, its perfect beak and feet

I opened its ruby eyes with my finger, gently lowering

the cloud coloured eyelids that hinge from below.


This morning I peeled a mandarin that tasted like Christmas,

or was it the walnut I cracked with my teeth before

prising out the contents.


after the funeral I ran with the dog in the bush

in the green gold of a winter sunset that New Zealand does so well.

The friend that died too early was also a Pom who would have

understood the seasonal reference, though hers would have been

laced with god. To her credit, in my eyes, I never knew.

Sundays were our day though, she was noisy and fierce

and funny and competitive – at the tennis club


Just weeks ago when she was already fading and we feared

the worst, though she didn’t. Her last game was with me

she chased a ball she shouldn’t have, she lunged, she fell.

She fluttered.

We picked her up and she slowly recomposed and had a glass

of her favourite tipple – Lonely Bird


And she was

and yet she wasn’t. Especially today.

A packed hall, many a nasty, mean streaked tennis player

wiping their eyes whilst brandishing a racquet

as her coffin was lifted gently into the hearse.


She would have liked that.

Pete Carter is all over the place. He writes and takes photographs and runs an art rental business. He lives in Eastbourne in New Zealand with a wife (an artist) and a dog, they have two grown up children, one lives in Wellington and the other in Sydney. Two books of poetry and prose are out and he has written a children's book by mistake that was published in February 2017. This book was illustrated by his nephew James. There is also a novel that rightly has not yet seen the light of day. He has had magazine articles published and poetry in anthologies. As a photographer he has had two solo exhibitions and work included in group exhibitions in NZ and overseas and has sold his work to corporate clients.

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