Janet Hunt

There’s work yet for the living

A Conversation with Hone Tuwhare

Mihi
Hone Tuwhare: Mihi: Collected Poems (1987)

“Could you let the cat in?”

I turned. The cat (large, handsome, grey and white), was standing stretched against the glass of the French door, meowing in protest at the cold grey rain bucketing down outside.

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