This hill, all it’s about is lifting it to a higher level
the chase running with legs shorter than mine you chase me round the biggest tree four times before deciding it’s my turn to chase & you run fast towards the swings. I follow behind, watching you run across the green grass in sunlight like a giant over hills.
"This is a book I've been keenly awaiting. We've printed a number of Vaughan's poems in Poetry New Zealand and I've come to admire and respect what he writes. His poems merge his concerns for the human and natural worlds into a unity that reflects the human condition and its expression in internal and external experience." - Alistair Paterson onzm.
“This is a book I’ve been keenly awaiting.We’ve printed a number of Vaughan’s poems in Poetry New Zealand and I’ve come to admire and respect what he writes. His poems merge his concerns for the human and natural worlds intoa unity that reflects the human condition and itsexpression in internal and external experience.” ~ Alistair Paterson ONZM
Vaughan Gunson lives at Hikurangi, north of Whangarei, and has taught on NorthTec’s visual art programme for ten years. He is concerned about the ecological, economic and political challenges facing New Zealand and the world, and has been active in a range of organisations and campaigns. His poetry has been published in Blackmail Press, New Zealand Listener, Poetry New Zealand, Side Stream, Takahē, the Lumière Reader, UNITY Journal, Workers Charter and 52/250 A Year of Flash.