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Hello from Kim.
My partner, Allan Snr, has been writing all his adult life. He had a blog on finance, then he started a blog on postage stamps. Now he has that SI project. He has also written in this blog as well. But at first, before he had a computer, he was writing poetry. Once he showed me his poems, all neatly typed out and placed in a folder. Some were a bit strange, but most are quite good.
At a writer's meeting, I remembered one poem he wrote about the large Kauri, Tane Mahuta. This famous tree was just north of where the Letters group were camping. I said, “It was a pity we had finished those stories because we could have included Allan Snr's poem.”
“We still could,” Susan said, “We just need to come up with an excuse why this poem story arrived late.”
“Maybe if a character who doesn't usually write stories could write a poem for fun, and someone suggests putting it into the Letters Books.”
So that was our plan. Ginger from Australia was chosen as our author, and she didn't intend it to be published until Paula and Donald saw it.
At a writer's meeting, I remembered one poem he wrote about the large Kauri, Tane Mahuta. This famous tree was just north of where the Letters group were camping. I said, “It was a pity we had finished those stories because we could have included Allan Snr's poem.”
“We still could,” Susan said, “We just need to come up with an excuse why this poem story arrived late.”
“Maybe if a character who doesn't usually write stories could write a poem for fun, and someone suggests putting it into the Letters Books.”
So that was our plan. Ginger from Australia was chosen as our author, and she didn't intend it to be published until Paula and Donald saw it.
Allan Snr here.
I had no intention of publishing that poem. It was just a fun thing I wrote in 1983. (Yes, Anne, you probably weren't even a twinkle in your Dad's eye back then.) But then Kim suggested it at that meeting, and the idea took off. Kim wrote the story, adding my poem as the feature.
I don't know why they were prepared to make so many changes to fit it in. It wasn't even sexy, although Kim hinted at some sexy fun on the drive up to the Kauri.
I wrote the poem after I had been travelling up north over the summer with a couple of friends. My son was staying with my parents in Auckland, and they gave me a week to get away for a break. Anyway, we were camping at Opononi at the entrance to the Hokianga Harbour when we decided to visit Tane Mahuta early in the morning, as we heard it was the best time. The poem describes that event.
Tane Mahuta is 30 minutes south of Opononi and 20 minutes north of Kia Iwi Lakes.
I had no intention of publishing that poem. It was just a fun thing I wrote in 1983. (Yes, Anne, you probably weren't even a twinkle in your Dad's eye back then.) But then Kim suggested it at that meeting, and the idea took off. Kim wrote the story, adding my poem as the feature.
I don't know why they were prepared to make so many changes to fit it in. It wasn't even sexy, although Kim hinted at some sexy fun on the drive up to the Kauri.
I wrote the poem after I had been travelling up north over the summer with a couple of friends. My son was staying with my parents in Auckland, and they gave me a week to get away for a break. Anyway, we were camping at Opononi at the entrance to the Hokianga Harbour when we decided to visit Tane Mahuta early in the morning, as we heard it was the best time. The poem describes that event.
Tane Mahuta is 30 minutes south of Opononi and 20 minutes north of Kia Iwi Lakes.
Kia Kaka - Kia Kaha.
Be safe - Be strong.
Kim and Allan Snr.
Be safe - Be strong.
Kim and Allan Snr.
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