Friday 10 March 2017
Info graphic!
I am learning how to persuade people to make a change! By using direct language to inform but also make readers make a change
Wednesday 8 March 2017
Friday 3 March 2017
Low Tide
Low Tide
I walk beside you,
across mudflap,
my blue gumboots,
over crackling oysters,
shells, green-ribbed pipi,
the trace of wading birds.
When the tide is out. What lies exposed:
river threads of mud, old brown stones
tiny mussels yet to grow
my sole prints left
on the oceans
bones.
I walk beside you,
across mudflap,
my blue gumboots,
over crackling oysters,
shells, green-ribbed pipi,
the trace of wading birds.
When the tide is out. What lies exposed:
river threads of mud, old brown stones
tiny mussels yet to grow
my sole prints left
on the oceans
bones.
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