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Live Encounters Aotearoa New Zealand Poets & Writers April 2023
Cante Hondo in Titirangi, poems by Ron Riddell
Cante Hondo in Titirangi
I am not the same
I forget my name
when I hear the ruru’s call
his cante hondo
of bluest glimmering
moonlight shimmering:
something is touched
awake in me
sense of immortality
an evocation
of the nameless deep
that sings the dark sea song
no missing note
no missing beat
in perfect balance, thrall
the song of bustling tui
let nothing else ensue.
Delight in a Time of Pandemic
I delight in walking out
in the ruins of the light
in the sparkling air
the world that burns
that yearns in its turning
for respite, recourse
that yearns in its singing
hallowing, honouring
that seeks to halo those
who come in its name
who in it come to delight
despite the might of pall
despite the plague upon us
despite the mark of blight
of pandemic reign and
though we know its game
what can we do should
eyes be bound, lips shut tight
but delight, delight, in walking out
in the ruins of the night?
© Ron Riddell
Ron Riddell is a New Zealand writer with a deep commitment to ecology, on all possible levels: natural, social-temporal, philosophic and spiritual. Recent books are: Dance of Blue Dragonflies (poetry) and Pachamama & the Jaguar Man (novel). Previous work has been translated into a dozen languages. Book One of his long poem The Wanderer was launched in New Zealand in 2020 by HeadworX Publishers of Wellington. Married to Saray Torres from Colombia, he has two sons Roland and Pablo, and three granddaughters Tuvia, Felicia and Ella, who all live in Sweden. His latest collection of short poems is Exilstationer/Stations of Exile, a bi-lingual English-Swedish edition, was published in May 2020 by Simon Editor, Jonkoping, Sweden. Book Two of his long poem The Wanderer was published in November 2022. He believes and works in the spirit of the transformative power of poetry and all creative human expression.
Kia ora Ron!
These poems also resound with me and despite the beauty and vulnerablity of nature our hypocrisy towards it!
They have reverance to them!
I have always loved your poems, and fondly remember a poetry class you held in your home in Titirangi.
Keep writing.
Wendy Adams