by Tui Diprose | Sep 22, 2023 | Handshake8, Tūī Diprose
My life is in boxes, now neatly arranged in piles around the house. A moment of reprieve amongst the chaos. I’m about to move to the other side of the country, so my making practice is stalled until I can re-settle. In the past month or so I found myself...
by Tui Diprose | Mar 10, 2023 | Handshake8, Tūī Diprose
A red serpent lays coiled upon dry, red earth Old skins shed, grief no longer lingers It sleeps and dreams of new life, deeper tones Midnight black, a glittering starlit river weaves Receive the low, undulating hum of the land. Reverence for slow rhythms...
by Kim Whalen | Oct 15, 2018 | Handshake4, Kim Whalen
