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NZ Poetry by John Waterman: 'Betrayal' Excepteur sint occaecat qui officia deserunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Quis nostrud exercitation consectetur adipisicing elit, velit esse In the hearth of the heart you will find Papatuanuku theThunderer My poetry is a journey into my own long body - consequently the doors to our societal and cultural shadows are also thrown open to investigation. These shadows are not easily visible. They exist in the basement below the basement - a journey that popular culture is usually loathe to take. It is a dimension of risk and opportunity that, once explicated, allows us to look at the world through new and different eyes. It is much more comfortable to worship the bright and shiny in our temples of desire than it is to confront the question, for example, of who supplied the land-mine that blew the legs off an innocent 14-year-old child in some forsaken part of the planet. We are the society we live in - nothing more, nothing less. |
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