Equinoctial Selected for Best New Zealand Poems 2014 A hand’s turn or two A hand’s turn or twoAnd my work... By Geoff Cochrane
Anxiety I'D HAD A successful trip to several South American countries and was boarding a LAN Air flight back to... By CK Stead
Waiheke Island THEY WERE WORRIED about the boy so they sent him to me. I needed a job done. You'd think... By Emily Perkins
Getting to yes HE SAT THERE staring, the book he'd been reading forgotten on the table in front of him. He hadn't... By William Brandt
On my way to the border I GOT UP, dressed, and walked to the airport. Everyone else was driving as fast as they could to... By Steve Braunias
Amending the map WE ALMOST FORGOT. The manicured gardens, the orderly course of the Avon River, the neat grid of streets –... By Sally Blundell
Portrait of an artist As told to Lloyd JonesBefore you began writing people's stories you were a photographer, how did that happen?For part... By Glenn Busch
The beach A SWEEP OF reef, two dashing freshwater rivers and a towering mountain, the bay of Apia, on the north... By Leilani Tamu
Fitting into the Pacific I MET HER mother first. Emi was head of the typing pool in a government department where I worked... By Peter Swain
Postcard from Beijing I'M LIVING AT Three Shadows Photography Art Centre, in an extraordinary brick building designed by the artist Ai Weiwei,... By Kate Woods
Open road WHILE STILL A squirt, and a year or two before I started going to primary school, I often stood... By Brian Turner
Whale Road THERE ARE SO many reasons that, when you look at the metres-long, meaty wound in the side of a... By Kate Camp