. . . Poetry Notes

Autumn 2014 Volume 5, Issue 1

ISSN 1179-7681 Quarterly Newsletter of PANZA

member of a well-known settler family Inside this Issue Welcome in the Canterbury/South Canterbury region. Most of the Sherratt family were Hello and welcome to issue 17 of Primitive/Wesleyan Methodists and Welcome Poetry Notes, the newsletter of PANZA, were prominent as JPs, borough 1 the newly formed Poetry Archive of councillors, timber merchants, mill Michael O’Leary on Aotearoa. owners, station managers and sheep A. Stanley Sherratt Poetry Notes will be published quarterly farmers in the Canterbury/Geraldine and will include information about Report on the Hawke’s area, and the family originating from goings on at the Archive, articles on Cheshire, England, has its own coat of Bay Poetry Conference 3 historical New Zealand poets of interest, arms. occasional poems by invited poets and a Comment on John Gallas Stan’s own father Alfred Sherratt record of recently received donations to (d. 1940 aged 78 years, buried at 4 the Archive. Kaiapoi) was a tenterer at Buchanan’s Classic New Zealand Articles and poems are copyright in the Paddock (1890 Timaru Electoral Roll) poetry from NZ Farmer names of the individual authors. and moved the family north to Kaiapoi 5 1937-65 The newsletter will be available for free soon after, where he was a long-term Joan of Arc sonnet found download from the Poetry Archive’s employee of the Kaiapoi Wool Mills. website: Stan’s mother was Elizabeth Ellen 10 Colin Meads rugby poem Barker (d. 1949 aged 81 years, buried at http://poetryarchivenz.wordpress.com found Kaiapoi) who had married Alfred in 11 1889 and is the householder at Peraki Street according to the Wise’s Post Comment on Harvey Michael O’Leary on Office directory from the 1890s till her McQueen death. The couple had four children A. Stanley Sherratt (Stan and two sisters, Marjorie May and New publications by PANZA Dorothy Alice, and a fourth eldest son member and launch report Alfred died in infancy). In Kaiapoi the Wellington writer and publisher family was affiliated with St Donate to PANZA through Dr Michael O’Leary (co-founder of Bartholomew’s Anglican Church, 13 PayPal PANZA) discusses the forgotten although they have may have also had Canterbury poet, A. Stanley Sherratt, earlier Methodist Church affiliation. Recently received whose text Polynesian Legends has been Stan was educated in Canterbury at donations published in book form for the first time Kaiapoi Borough School (where also since 1924, when it was first serialized was the poet Edith Howes) and Kaiapoi About the Poetry Archive in the Star newspaper. District High School which opened in 1902. Edith Howes’ poem ‘Kaiapoi’ Alfred Stanley (Sherry) Sherratt along with her specially written school (4 December 1891-26 April 1977) is a poem ‘School Days’ give insight into PANZA little known Canterbury-born poet, and Stan’s earlier childhood days there: 1 Woburn Road his preferred name was Stan. Of the few Northland biographical details researched by Mark Wellington Pirie, we know that Stan Sherratt was a

...... Autumn 2014 KAIAPOI He resigned his commission from the of poets during the 1922-26 period. He NZEF in 1920. also wrote shorter lyrics or individual Cool willowed walks and poplar’s grace After the war, according to the Electoral pieces for the Star from 1923-24 outside O green-embowered Kaiapoi, Roll, he is listed on the Christchurch of his legends. Wellington literary Belong to thy remembered face; South Roll 1919, 1925-38 and lived for scholar, poet and publisher Mark Pirie And childhood’s tears and childhood’s a while in Invercargill and Kaiapoi has recently produced a book of mostly joy. between the 1919 and 1925 rolls. In unknown and previously 1919 he had returned to his job as a unacknowledged Star poets in his Curved river’s call and gleaming oar, clerk/official with Railways living in broadsheet/12 (special issue, November And summer days in summer fields, Christchurch at Moorhouse Avenue. On 2013) published by The Night Press, Where matchless skylarks sing and 25 October 1922, Stan married Eleanor Wellington, as well as republishing soar— Shardlow. The two are living at the Sherratt’s Polynesian Legends Fair visions these remembrance same address at Carrick Street on the (HeadworX/ESAW, 2013). yields… 1922 Invercargill Roll, with Stan given Sherratt uses Sir George Grey’s as ‘NZR clerk’. In Kaiapoi, he must Polynesian Legends and Maori Myths As a school boy Stan won prizes in have been a clerk at the Kaiapoi Rail as his primary source text. Grey bugle competitions (1904-05) and a office. During his Kaiapoi return 1923- compiled his collection of Māori myths photo survives in the school history of 24 he published the bulk of his and legends, Ngā Mahinga a ngā the boy scout cadets with Bugler newspaper poetry. He returned to Tupuna (also published in translation as Sherratt noted for his prize-winning Sydenham, Christchurch, by December Polynesian Mythology), with about a performances. In 1901 he experienced 1924 resuming his role as a quarter of his material taken from the the Cheviot earthquake, which brought clerk/official for Railways; his manuscripts of Wiremu Maihi Te down the school tower. occupations are given by the Electoral Rangikaheke, also known as William After finishing school, Stan seems to Roll and the Wise’s Post Office Marsh. Te Rangikaheke was a famous have moved to Christchurch to work for directory for the years up until the chief of Ngati Rangiwewehi, in the NZ Railways at the Southern Cross 1950s when he retired from Railways. Rotorua district. The son of a celebrated Hotel, becoming a clerk/official there. Stan and his wife Eleanor had two priest, he was born about 1820 and died In 1916, during The Great War, Stan daughters: Eleanor Elizabeth (1928- in 1893. In his 1967 book, Te Arawa, was called up to the NZEF 2011) and Mae Russell. D M Stafford tells us that Te (New Zealand Gazette, 24 February By 1946, the Wise’s directory lists him Rangikaheke was ‘one of the more 1916) to be an officer on the as having moved to Cholmondeley turbulent characters of Te Arawa’. Grey recommendation of Railways. He Avenue, Opawa, Christchurch, where he also made extensive use of the works of served as 2nd lieutenant, Coprs of soon retired and eventually moved north Te Rangikaheke in his collection of New Zealand Engineers, with his daughters to Nelson living out songs, Ngā Moteatea. New Zealand Railways Battalion (South his later years at the family’s Waimea Like J E Ollivant’s Hine Moa, the Island) as a probationary officer but did Road address. Stan died in April 1977 Maori Maiden (1879), A Perry’s not pass initial examination. Railways and was buried at Marsden Valley Hinemoa and Tutanekai: A Legend of had posted him to Greymouth where he Cemetery (Anglican plot). His wife died Rotorua (1910), J McLauchlan’s could get little training (according to his in March 1979 and is buried there with Legend of the Dauntless Rimu and the service file) and failed his examination him. Princess Hia Wata (1912), Charles having an “insufficient knowledge of Oscar Palmer’s Hinemoa: A Legend of musketry”. He was noted as a West Ao-tea-roa (1918), Marieda Coast reservist working as a clerk at the Polynesian Legends (c1924) Batten’s Maori Love Legends (1920), Duke of Edinburgh Hotel in Greymouth James Izett’s Tutanekai and Hinemoa (Grey River Argus, 9 May 1917). In Sherratt’s imaginative interpretations of (1925) and Johannes C Andersen’s Tura 1918 he was again called up and passed Māori myths, Polynesian Legends, and the Fairies (1936), several writers for service with the NZEF (New published in 1924 (under the name of the late 19th Century and early 20th Zealand Gazette, 6 June 1918) and was “Sherratt”1) during his time spent at Century produced literary works in the transferred from Trentham Camp to the Kaiapoi are significant works for his English language, both poetry and 45th Reinforcements as an NCO time period. There may be no other prose, inspired by Māori myths and engineer (probationary corporal) with comparable work that is as powerful as legends. Many writers published in the the territorial forces. It’s uncertain he his in early telling of Māori legends in Journal of the Polynesian Society as saw much service before peace was poetry. The ‘Thirty Polynesian with John McGregor, James Izett and declared in November because he sent a Legends’ date from February- Elsdon Best also adapted, retold and wreath to a railway worker’s funeral in September 1924 when he serialised the interpreted legends; so too did James Christchurch in October 1918, work as a sequence published in the Cowan and A W Reed in the 1950s and suggesting he was still in the country. Christchurch Star newspaper. Sherratt 1960s. L F Moriarty made a poetry was the most prolific of the Star group collection of them in his Verse from

2 ...... Poetry Archive Maori Myth and Legend (1958). A full The children of Rangi and Papa Sources used: list is given by Linda Hirst in her Select, (The offspring of heaven and earth) Sue Coltart. Thornley & Ella Sherratt: Annotated Bibliography of Publications Had lived many years in a darkness— Their Ancestors and Descendants. on The Myths, Legends and Folk Tales The darkness that shadowed their Havelock North: 2006. of the Maori (1973). birth. Kaiapoi Borough School: KBS Jubilee: Other writers since the 1950s who have 1875-1925. written contemporary takes on these The poet then takes the reader through a Births, Deaths and Marriages official myths and legends in poetic form tour de force of Māori myths and records. include Adele Schafer, F Wynn legends before reaching the exciting and Archives New Zealand – WWI Williams, , Dora climactic story of ‘THE SORCERER, Personnel file for Alfred Stanley Somerville, Hone Tuwhare, Simon KIKI, IS SLAIN BY THE CHIEF Sherratt. Williamson, Richard Adams (UK), TAMURE OF KAWHIA’ (No. 30), New Zealand Gazette. Robert Sullivan, Alistair Te Ariki with the victory of good over evil. The Star newspaper (Christchurch). Campbell, Glenn Colquhoun and Papers Past – National Library of New Apirana Taylor. A careful search of Surrounded by good genii, did he Zealand digital archive. newspapers, books, periodicals and Come boldly forth to make a victory; Family history resources – National school annuals will no doubt bring up Enchanted the enchanter—freed the Library of New Zealand. further names. land The Nelson Mail newspaper. In Sherratt’s, Polynesian Legends, he Of evil magic’s fell, destroying hand. Nelson Cemeteries – regional council takes the creation story and turns it into online database. a well-crafted and plausible While there is more than a hint of good interpretation of the story of Māui. The old Christian referencing in the telling thirty sections of the book are of of these myths Sherratt’s work does Report on the Hawke’s different figures and events revealed in illuminate and is authentic to Aotearoa’s the creation story and are made up of legend telling tradition. His work is Bay Poetry Conference stanzas of varying lengths. Each section powerful and original for its era and is has its own heading and the stories written in a tougher modern epic style to come from mainly the Waikato and earlier poets such as Blanche Baughan, Bill Sutton, poet, scientist, former Te Arawa tribal areas. Arthur H Adams, Tom Bracken, politician and an organiser of the recent Like Ollivant and a host of other writers “Roslyn” [Margaret A. Sinclair] and Hawke’s Bay Poetry Conference in English, Sherratt is fascinated by the Alfred Domett (most of who appear in comments on its success and aims for story of Hinemoa and a whole section is The Treasury of New Zealand Verse the future. dedicated to the love story between her [1926]) or near contemporaries like and Tutanekai. In section 27, titled Marieda Batten, Johannes C Andersen This meeting held in Havelock North on ‘HINE-MOA, THE MAIDEN OF or James Izett. 1-3 November 2013 was arguably the ROTORUA’, in the first stanza Sherratt Editor Mark Pirie, like Niel Wright and most successful attempt in 70 years to predates the ’60s rock god Jimi myself and like-minded scholars bring New Zealand poets from every Hendrix: through our work with the Poetry region together, to read their poems and Archive of New Zealand Aotearoa discuss poetry issues face to face. Out of the purple haze beyond the lake, (PANZA), are dedicated to discovering The Conference was organised by a Clear and sweet as the sounds the song and bringing back to life these poems committee of the Hawke’s Bay Live birds make, and those of other New Zealand poets Poets’ Society, with the intention of Breaking the silence where the earth who have long been neglected in celebrating the Society’s 21st met sky, academic and other anthologies for anniversary year by bringing together as Came the sweet music of Tutanekai. dubious reasons — ignorance being no many as possible of the poets who had excuse. previously been featured guests at the Sherratt’s sequence, however, begins at Society’s monthly meetings. This initial the very beginning, as they say, with Dr Michael O’Leary focus was expanded as more poets from what is the best known of the Mäori other districts registered to attend. myths and legends, the creation story. 1The author “Sherratt” later identified The final programme placed great ‘LET THERE BE LIGHT’ (No. 1) tells himself as “A. Stanley Sherratt” in emphasis on plenary poetry sessions – how Rangi, the sky, and Papa, the earth, December 1924, when he came third in there were four of these, each session were parted by their children who were the Star’s Christchurch poem enabling 12 poets to read for 10 being suffocated by their parents’ love competition. minutes. There were also three 1-hour for each other: panel discussions on contemporary poetry issues, each with 4-6 panel members. A further 26 poets were able to read for 10 minutes each to small ...... 3 Autumn 2014 poetry groups. Other activities included to the Conference as a whole, and its thrive. It is too soon know if that a visit to Te Mata Winery hosted by various parts, as an indication of how objective will be achieved. poetry patron and vintner John Buck; much they personally enjoyed it and It is however clear, from the two sessions of a poetry book exchange; whether similar events should be held in questionnaires and numerous other and a working lunch, which featured future. emails and comments received, that Professor Harry Ricketts from Victoria The questionnaires, many with most of the Poetry Conference University of Wellington as the guest comments attached, supported the participants would like similar speaker, followed by group discussions subjective impressions reported above. conferences to be held in future, on possible ways of organising future The average rating for the Conference possibly with some improvements, and conferences. as a whole (calculated from 54 probably at two-yearly intervals, to When the Conference registrations responses) was 4.3, with ratings of 4.9, allow enough time for new venues to be closed in mid-August, 107 poets had 4.7 and 4.6 for the registration and chosen and for many hours of pre-paid the $25 registration fee, with lunch fees, venue, and catering. Ratings organising work. most also paying $15 to attend the for the programmed events included 4.5 working lunch. For the majority of for the Conference opening – which Bill Sutton, Napier, [email protected] participants who came from outside included a karakia, a brief speech, and Hawke’s Bay, travel and several new poems read by Vincent accommodation costs would likely have O’Sullivan as Poet Laureate – 4.5 for Comment on outweighed the registration and lunch the experience of reading to a plenary fees. Despite there being no financial poetry session, 3.9 for the working John Gallas assistance provided, there was a good lunch, 3.8 for the panel discussions and level of participation by poets from 3.8 for the Conference closing – which most parts of New Zealand. included a poroporoaki and speeches. REVIEW OF JOHN GALLAS’S Of the 74 poets who read their poems to The lowest rating was 3.5 for the FRESH AIR AND THE STORY OF either a plenary session or a small experience of reading to a small poetry MOLECULE by Mark Pirie poetry group, 17 came from the greater group. Wellington region, 16 from Auckland, 9 Clearly most poets preferred to read to I’ve been a reader of John Gallas since from the South Island and 15 from the whole conference, rather than to a 2005, when I bought a copy of his Hawke’s Bay. All but one of the small group. Equally clearly, more than Practical Anarchy from Foyle’s remainder came from other North Island 8 hours of plenary poetry readings Bookshop in London. districts, including Wairarapa and approached or exceeded what most Gallas is one of the leading Taupo, the exception being Mary-Jane people could absorb in a weekend. No contemporary poets to have emerged Grandinetti from New Jersey, USA, fully satisfactory way around this from New Zealand on the international who also contributed to one of the panel difficulty has yet been suggested. Less scene. Carcanet Press in Manchester, discussions. than 10 minutes reading time would be UK, publishes his books, including this Subjective impressions of the insufficient for many poets. More than volume under review: Fresh Air and The Conference included excitement and 10 minutes would reduce the number of Story of Molecule. steadily increasing enthusiasm evident poets able to contribute. Splitting the I’m miffed, however, as to why Gallas is at the opening session on Friday conference in to two groups, or giving not in major New Zealand anthologies of evening, as visiting poets realised the some poets more time than others, could poetry. has done some work quality of the venue and the large reduce the feelings of collegiality so to remedy this in recent years. Gallas is number of other poets present. The noticeable on this occasion. to my mind in the same league as Fleur enthusiasm continued on Saturday During my opening speech I said the Adcock who has similarly made her morning and during the working lunch. first objective of the organising home in the UK and regularly appears in Some signs of tiredness were evident on committee would be to ensure the our major anthologies. Saturday evening, but there was visiting poets felt welcome in the This collection of Gallas’s work renewed enthusiasm on Sunday Hawke’s Bay, knew their contributions comprises two books in one: the first morning, with many poets being were being appreciated, and enjoyed collection ‘Fresh Air’ gives us a very reluctant to leave after the closing themselves. This was undeniably interesting and diverse sampling of his ceremony, despite this not being part of achieved. Secondly we wanted to see free verse and modernist works in very the advertised programme. Dave Sharp the poets talking to each other: sharing contemporary forms, while the other, for the organising committee, and Maris their ideas, greeting old friends, and ‘The Story of Molecule’, delves into his O’Rourke for the visitors, gave brief making new ones. I personally saw trademark ability to write in narrative closing speeches at short notice. many poets, including several more sonnet or ballad form with a talent not A postal survey of participants resulted famous ones, doing just that. Thirdly we dissimilar to Lord Byron’s for the loose in 60 questionnaires being completed wanted the conference to assist New narrative rhyming form. and returned. Respondents had been Zealand poetry and poets to survive and His verse novel in sonnet form, ‘The asked to give a rating between 1 and 5 Story of Molecule’, is the highlight of 4 ...... Poetry Archive the book for me. If you enjoy rhyme, From what I’ve seen the children’s you will like this work. I can think of Classic New Zealand section is the most significant local others who have done similar (not in poetry literary publication in New Zealand rhyming form but more Modernist) such Farmer. Some of these children/teens as Gregory O’Brien and Ken Bolton, under 16 or 17 years were comparable in Albert Wendt or Stephen Oliver This issue’s classic New Zealand poetry subject matter and quality with the (Islands of Wilderness: A Romance is by child/teen poets of New Zealand Caxton Press regional group in the years published by Penguin Australia). Farmer, 1937-65. 1940-65. A few were of very high ‘The Story of Molecule’ is about a boy PANZA researcher Mark Pirie quality and technical skill. I can Molloy Gillies who runs away from comments: ‘I spent a fortnight at the reproduce about 20 poems to prove these home in Nelson, New Zealand. The National Library reading the poetry in points. Again, these poems were references are authentic to the place, bound volumes of the New Zealand Georgian and usually short lyrics on and Gallas regularly returns to New Farmer periodical, as yet an untold story animals, changing seasons, aspects of Zealand. While Molloy is the central in literary histories. farm-life, the countryside, birdlife and focus and hero of the poem, which I can now see several things in the poetry New Zealand’s native flora and fauna. eventually arrives at a sad/tragic ending, this periodical was publishing in those These poets/poems have not appeared in the other characters of the father, aunt, years around the middle of the 20th anthology form. It indicates how much and police chief are well developed in century. poetry material remains in historical New Gallas’s narrative. As I’ve been to the The editorial stance was unquestionably Zealand newspapers and periodicals not Nelson region, the poem is vivid to me modern and Georgian with occasional closely reread. and highly readable. free verse of the minimalist type. The New Zealand Farmer teen/child ‘Fresh Air’ which starts the book is a Each issue during the 1930s carried a correspondents include the following tour de force of Gallas’s free style poetry page, ‘The Poets’ Corner’, unknown poets: Dawn Simpson, Gwen Modernist poetry and rhyming forms, selected by “Jane” and included on ‘The Gillard, Valerie Harvey, Janet Runciman, with colourful long poem titles and Countrywoman at Home’ page in which Isabel Robinson, Margaret Wylie, Eileen much humour, e.g ‘A Poem from the Georgian and modern poets were Hartley, Kathleen Bartley, Anita Dickie, Darkling Days of Samuel Beckett, reproduced, e.g. the New York poet and Ethel Watson, Isabel Ollivier, Jennifer Written in a Hole in the Turf at the Top wit Dorothy Parker who was known to Penny, Hope Lange, Glenys McGuigan, of Lugnaquilla During Hail’. New Zealanders by the 1940s through Marjorie Frear, Audrey Murphy, In one of my breaks at work, I spent her publication in New Zealand Farmer. Suzanne Wainwright, and Nancy Mee. time with a notebook deciphering Others included UK poets like Rupert I have not looked into details of their Gallas’s ‘A Sonnet for my Cat’. These Brooke, James Stephens, Ernest lives or their future married names and are the opening lines (with my Dowson, W H Davies etc. book publications, if any. translation in brackets): Also in each issue was a children’s Remarkably, they are all girls in a period section and after the poetry page had when women’s poetry was slim pickings Ell ee tee em ee [Let me] ceased by the early ’40s, New Zealand or believed to be. Ess ell ee ee pee [Sleep] Farmer continued its children’s section There were, however, boy poets in New up till the 1960s. It seemed to be still Zealand Farmer. I’ve included just one e. e. cummings and these types of word continuing when I stopped reading at here (Joe Kwong), and this games always appealed to me. 1965. representative selection is from several Any reader of Gallas knows that he has The child/teen poets received rewards hundred poems in those years. travelled far and understands many and totalled points for their contributions, It’s therefore important to reprint their cultures, exemplified by his anthology some receiving gifts of stationery sent to material as indicative of the national The Song Atlas: A Book of World their addresses. ethos and rural poetry of its day often not Poetry. There were occasional poems reprinted on the radar in academic anthologies of I recommend Gallas’s works to anyone in the paper itself separate from these our poetic history.’ wanting to keep abreast of the latest other poetry pages. In one issue, a sheep developments in contemporary poetry. dog poet had a near full-page spread on Unlike some of the more extreme the dog trial page. Poems from New Zealand Farmer, contemporary poets who lose their While I have only seen two New Zealand 1937-65 readability, Gallas is always easy to dip poems on ‘The Poets’ Corner’ adult page in to and entertaining. In short, he’s a 1937-1941: ‘The Old Bridge’ by A R D EVENING SPLENDOUR lot of fun. He’s a writer I look up to, for Fairburn published 1941 (a later poem in having these qualities as a poet as well his Collected Poems) and ‘L’Envoi’ by I stood upon the grey, bare rocks, as the technical nous. Seaforth Mackenzie published 1939 (a One evening as the sun went down. There are lovely illustrations included in rugby poem), the children’s section is The gulls were wheeling overhead, the book by Sarah Kirby. mostly local rural New Zealand content. The horizon wore a golden crown.

...... 5 Autumn 2014 A slight sea-breeze blew back my hair; There on the ground, all broken and I listened to the whisper of the A fisherman waited for a bite; brown, raindrops, The sky above was pink and clear, You’ll quietly lie. And heard a tiny streamlet trickle by. And on-coming was the night. But soon there’ll be others, I’ll gather I saw the sky cloud over shortly after, your brothers And watched the glowing pastel light The dark green and rolling sea, And teach them to fly, grow dim, Swelling from its ocean-floor, And you’ll see them whirling and I listened once again, but now the Seemed to breathe; back of me twisting and twirling stillness The breakers crashed upon the shore. With me by and by.” Was broken by the murmur of the wind. I wonder if you’ve seen the world turn Seagulls skimmed the foamy crests; Dawn Simpson age 17 golden, With screaming cries they glided round I wonder if you’ve heard what raindrops Or stood and preened their feathered (New Zealand Farmer, 19 January say, breasts 1950) Have you ever seen a lovely autumn Accompanied by the ocean’s sound. sunset, Through a silver shower just like I Now the wind was rising; THE VIOLIN saw—today? Night would soon be here. Far off I saw a lighthouse flash— The violin lies in the attic upstairs Dawn Simpson age 17 Its light was bright and clear. By the trunks and the boxes and old broken chairs. (New Zealand Farmer, 21 July 1949) Gwen Gillard age 17 Poor violin, forgotten so; Nowadays nobody picks up the bow (New Zealand Farmer, 16 September To draw it lightly across the strings AN AUTUMN NIGHT 1948) And listen to the music it brings. Once, long ago, it was loved by all The fiery glow of the sinking sun And played merrily at the barn yard ball Fades over the far blue hill; AUTUMN PASSING Grandfather played it on Sunday night The dying day its course has run, Beneath the glow of the candle light. The land is quiet and still. A flight of birds, by some sound disturbed, Anita Dickie age 14 A small clear stream goes rippling by, Whirling up to the sky? Sparkling like crystal dew, No. Just a whisk of leaves, from the (New Zealand Farmer, 2 August 1962) And the picturesque sunset surrounding garden trees, the sky Learning to fly. Is a shimmering, soft pearly hue. The wind, as their master, cries “Faster, AUTUMN MAGIC leaves, faster— The tall trees sigh in the cool night air, Dip low and fling high, Today I saw the sunset through a Their red and brown leaves sadly Somersault lightly, swirl and twirl shower of autumn rain, falling; brightly; And watched the raindrops glitter on the The moon rides on high, so pale and as No time to cry.” window pane. fair, “My boisterous playing” (the cold wind I listened to the restless wind that makes All about is the night wind calling. was saying) the willows shiver, “No more you’ll defy. And heard the lonely cry of a bittern The stars twinkle on in the diamond-lit Though you dance your best, I’ll not let from the river. sky, you rest, I saw the misty ranges in the distance They think of the soft wind’s croon, E’en though you try. And watched them as they changed Of the sparkling stream, as it goes Oh, dance and be gay, so short is your their fading hue; rippling by, day! I listened as the wind died into silence, And the paleness of the dying moon. Laugh and be spry. And heard a soaring skylark trilling, The tree of your birth is sad at your too. Valerie Harvey age 16 mirth, I saw the sky turn golden as the sun But heed not her sigh. sank, (New Zealand Farmer, 1 February A little more flying, and then you’ll be And watched the gilt-edged clouds 1951) lying anchored high. Quite ready to die.

6 ...... Poetry Archive MUSTERING But many stately pine trees, The lambs did bleat, while cows o’er Their skeletons revealed, calves did low, The men, they get up early on a bright Are spelling ruination And violet peeped down where the summer’s morn, That will not soon be healed. river bends. They saddle up their horses before the crack of dawn. How can some careless people Soft, tepid breezes swept the azure sky, They clatter from the stable and canter Let the forests we admire The sun beamed down upon the up the hill, Just disappear before our eyes, glistening dew; Whistling to their dogs and working Swept by destructive fire? The kowhai trees sent forth a tui’s cry, with a will. The lark, from eyries, mounted to the They chase sheep from the gullies and Isabel Robinson age 15 blue. out on to the flats, Where bees competed races in the Looking round most carefully for any (New Zealand Farmer, c1947) clover on their backs. Two new-born fillies ambled down the They chase them all together and force lea. them into mobs, THE TUI The rain had gone, and all the frosts Then move towards the homestead, were over. guided carefully by the dogs. Long, long ago, the minstrel tui sang. The countryside, from winter’s grasp, When barking stops and bleatings cease By Manawa-pouri’s shore his magic was free! the sheep all settle down, carols rang; And over all the sprawling pens there’s Like elfin chimes the sweet notes rose Isabel Robinson age 16 scarcely heard a sound. and fell— The tui rang his silver vesper bell. (New Zealand Farmer, 30 October Glenys McGuigan age 14 1947) Beyond the ivory gate the tui sings once (New Zealand Farmer, 21 July 1949) more, SPRING’S RETURN As long ago on Manawa-pouri’s shore, Rippling and sweet on Dreamland’s I stood one evening on a grassy hill, THE BUSH FIRES misty plain, The air was sweet and warm, and very The tui plays his silver flute again. still, They journey through the forestries, And as I turned towards the west Round Taupo and Mokai, Deep in my heart that vagrant anthem I saw the place I loved the best And send their dense black billows dwells, In all the world. Of smoke high into the sky. Lilting and falling like sound of fairy bells; I saw a valley with a tiny stream, These fires, they travelled rapidly, By dim, blue lakes on memory’s happy The willows and the stately poplars— And through the forest glades shore, green? An avalanche of raging flames His silver flute enchanted, the tui plays Nay, like phantoms, misty, grey Fought battles with the brigades. once more. They stood, wrapped in the silv’ry ray The moon unfurled. Right through the pine forests Eileen Hartley age 15 And down by Atiamuri Once more I stood upon that grassy hill, The angry, licking flames (New Zealand Farmer, c1949) The air, though sweet and warm, no Flared high in upmost fury. more was still. SPRING’S ARRIVAL A small breeze wafted gently by; No mercy, showed these cruel, fierce I felt—and yet not knowing why— fires, She lighted softly on the fresh green Someone was near. All causing devastation, earth, Leaving in their perilous wake Deciduous trees burst forth their tender I turned and saw the valley, still serene. A sea of desolation. shoots; But now the silent trees were clothed in She seemed to grant the countryside green. Houses were in danger, new birth. As if some herald’s trumpet blast And men from far and wide— The daffodils dance around the blue- Had wakened me, I knew at last Bushmen, soldier’s, sailors— gum’s roots, That spring was here! Fought until it died. And once again the brook commenced to flow, Margaret Wylie age 15 And birds endeavoured to outsing their friends. (New Zealand Farmer, 29 May 1947)

...... 7 Autumn 2014 THE STORM They sluiced away the hillsides, One Maori chief jumped up with a spring Sifted mud and sand, And faced the tattooed men. The sky unfurled her sails of white, Panned all through the gravel His voice made the garden ring— And waves lashed down upon the And grained the yellow grains. “Think before you take the pen!” shore. The seagulls wheeled and screamed In the city life was lively, Loud and soft it rose and fell, with fright; For men came from afar Emphasized with actions. The westerly wind blew all the more. To comb the sands and pakihi, Satisfaction filled his face To leave as wealthy men. As he watched the men’s reactions. High banks of water, frothed with foam, Lashed down on cliffs with a For some life was not easy, Murmurs broke out everywhere, deafening roar; Their wealth they never made, As the many Maoris talked. The wind in the trees kept up a low While others spent their fortunes At last a tattooed chief arose, moan, In bars and gambling spots. In silence back and forth he walked. Yet still skyward did the seagulls soar. And doors were never locked there, Finally he raised his hand, The moon was a ghostly lantern, For one could trust another, Clasped round a weapon smelling tangy. creeping along. And the price paid for dishonesty Turning, he walked up and signed, Not a star was seen on the milky way, Was to flee the place forever. Te Tiriti O Waitangi. Hunched and cold were the cows in the canyon, But no more ships the Nile carries; Isabel Ollivier age 12 And the rain fell in torrents all day. The city it is gone, And now the European alone (New Zealand Farmer, 11 October Under the banked, blackened storm Links the present with the past. 1962) clouds, The thunder roared and the lightning The land is mantled in yellow gorse, flashed, And arum lilies here and there, THE LIONS The leaves were torn from the trees, And the sea beats sullenly at the cliffs And mountains of water on the With a sad and lonely roar. I went to see the Lions play, lighthouse were dashed. At Wanganui, on that great day. The road is much more wide, O’Reilly, Hewitt and 13 others, The storm calmed down in two more With sealing here and there. They played together just like brothers. days, Gone are the horses and wagons, Although they won nine points to six, Grasses lifted their heads to the gentle But trucks and cars instead. There were some very well-earned dew rain, kicks. And the sun let down her dancing soft The school no longer is in use, When Karatau went over for a try, rays; A policeman – there is none, You should have heard the huge crowd The storm-blown valley was itself For the gold began to lessen cry, once again. Many years ago. “Keep going Wanganui, you’re doing fine.” Kathleen Bartley age 13 Ethel Watson age 14 Just then Faull went over the line, And that try was the winning score, (New Zealand Farmer, 15 March 1951) (New Zealand Farmer, 16 Aug 1962) And the Lions had won their battle once more.

CHARLESTON – THE BYGONE TE TIRITI O WAITANGI Audrey Murphy, age 13

Man has left his mark there— Captain Hobson rose to his feet, (New Zealand Farmer, 18 Feb 1960) His traces to be seen Spoke to the Maoris around him, By all who pass Glanced at a certain written sheet, Along the Charleston road, And looked at the Pakehas, tidy and trim. ALAS, TOWN LOVER

And proud is the land which carries Reverend Henry Williams then Have you, wise fools, ever heard These scars of by-gone days, Translated what Hobson said The wond’rous music of the bird? When gold ruled in the Buller And in this lengthy type of way The happy laughing of the breeze And Seddon held the seat. The Treaty of Waitangi was read. Whisp’ring through the golden trees?

8 ...... Poetry Archive Haven’t you seen the misty hills, EGYPT Although their fixed, unseeing stare Touched with delicate emerald rills, Does seem to say to us, “Beware, Beckoning at you through the rain, If in my hands the power should be Do not try to seek for those Telling you to come again? To visit any land, and see Great secrets that our nation owes Its wonders, often read in books, Her former wealth and power to; Oh, fools, fools of a sightless world, I should not choose those homely nooks Now and then have been a few Go, go and see the water curled Of England; nor the blinding lights Who probed our mysteries, and found In a glittering, tempestuous wave, Of New York’s gay, unsleeping nights; A knowledge past all human bound; A sight which bounteous nature gave. I should not think – no, not by far – But these mysteriously died Of visiting cold Canada. Because they found what we must hide. Have you never stopped to listen But I should choose, in all the earth, Let the living be content When rain on tree leaves shines and Civilisation’s land of birth – With whatsoever life has sent, glistens, Land of mystery and might, And if they let the dead be dead To the beautiful music your God has Land where first there dawned the light No curse will come down on their made, Of knowledge, that in modern days head.” The tui singing in a flax-filled glade? Our scientists yet freely praise – Egypt, where in ages past Egypt, land of mystery, Your beauty is in the flashing light, This wealth of learning, deep and vast, That’s the place I long to see. Or where hills grow green and bright, Was pondered, proved and written Shining hills and soft sighing trees, down, Joe Kwong age 14 Things of beauty and song are these. ’Ere England yet had seen one crown. (New Zealand Farmer, 1 February Suzanne Wainwright age 15 I’d tread with awe over those ancient 1951) sands. (New Zealand Farmer, 2 January 1964) The great sphinx, made by ancient hands, THUNDERHEAD I’d gaze at with a reverend eye, MOUNT EVEREST For who can tell what secrets lie A new-born colt, on wobbly legs, In that stone heart, forever still? Stood up beside his dam. Mount Everest stands towering into the And as the pyramids, I viewed, He gazed at the world with wondering vast blue and empty sky, I’d think of kings, robed many-hued, eyes, That perilous mountain which has In slow procession passing here; At trees, at sky, at land. caused so many to die; And poet, bard, soothsayer, seer, She laughs at those intrepid spirits who I’d think of how, in unknown ways Quietly the years passed, tried to penetrate her topmost peak, The slaves these pyramids could raise, The colt grew strong and tall, But tried in vain and ended in defeat. And how they had to work and toil, Then one fine day he sniffed the wind And shuffle through this shifting soil And caught the wild call. At last another party aimed to scale and With heavy loads and straining backs, conquer her, With following along their tracks, He kicked his heels, and shook his head, A strong and well equipped party they Their masters, cruel whips in hands, Then galloped off alone. proved they were. While every slave bears deep-marked He was free now, as the eddying wind, They saw the roaring avalanche that brands And nowhere was his home. brought the terror, Across his back, for trivial things, And each glacier carefully scaled, they A little pause, a fresh cut brings, That night he screamed a warning cry to her peak came nearer. A muttered word, or failing power, To all who challenged his name. And on the sand that slave would He called himself the Thunderhead That same party one day were able to cower. That came with the driving rain. cry “We have won, We have done what no one else has And yet I’d see some good things, too – Every time a storm broke out, done, Astronomers would come in view; With billows of driving rain, The Mighty Goddess of the World has Mathematicians, hard at work The thunder was his pounding hooves, not won, With problems you or I would shirk, The lightning his snow white mane. But we ourselves are the victorious one.” And buildings, greater far than we Have ever built, are there to see Jennifer Penny age 14 Marjorie Frear age 14 And mummies: if for but one hour Those mummies had in them the power (New Zealand Farmer, 30 January 1964) (New Zealand Farmer, 3 June 1954) To tell us all they’d seen and heard! But, no, they utter not a word,

...... 9 Autumn 2014 THE PINES Many years has it stood A flush of pink, and a pearly hue, Against the wind and storm— Creep slowly into the sky; Standing all in a straight proud row The old gum tree The land is covered with diamond-like Are the pines that were planted long So graceful, yet warm. dew, ago; Which sparkles like the stars on high. So huge and very dark they stand, Janet Runciman age 12 A rosy light illumines the grey, Spreading for miles across the land. And through it peeps the sun, (New Zealand Farmer, 8 June 1950) The grey clouds slowly fade away, They have sheltered the cattle And the long dark night is done. Beneath their towering heights, And they have rested the birds NIGHT Valerie Harvey age 16 On their long, weary flights. Softly the darkness comes over the (New Zealand Farmer, 1 February Like a ship in a storm, ground, 1951) As straight as a mast, Nothing stirs, nothing moves, never a They have stood brave and strong sound. In the years that are past. A bird in the treetops gives a feeble Joan of Arc sonnet peep, And the song of their boughs And the child in the cot is falling to found (Fringed with needles they be) sleep. Is as deep in the night As the song of the sea. Night comes on like a slow-moving train, Another poem from New Zealand One hears the noise of the first spots of Farmer of uncertain authorship is the Hope Lange age 15 rain, the following poem by Ailsa Clarke. But to the child in the cot it is all in vain, We present the poem as we found it: (New Zealand Farmer, 2 November For he falls to sleep, sleep, again. 1939) JOAN OF ARC A wind springs up out of the night, And the stars seem all aflame with light, Alone she faced them, one unlettered A GLORIOUS DAY The ships are rolling out on the seas, girl, But through the window blows a gentle Matched with their pride, their learning Green clover lines the fields for miles, breeze. and their skill, While overhead the sun Lawyer and churchman, noble, knight Pours out its rays of golden smiles The sun is rising out in the east, and churl, On each and every one. But the child dreams on of the huge Together leagued in one malignant will. ugly beast. But what can malice against simple Wild flowers grow among the fields, He gives out a wild and piercing sooth? A vividly beautiful throng, scream— She all alone, by gibe and scoff assailed, And the heavenly scent that each flower He does not know it is all a dream. Armed but with mother wit and native yields truth, Inspires the birds to song. The sun comes up and lights the sky, Over their learning and their arts The child awakes and begins to cry. prevailed. Valerie Harvey age 16 Night is over, morning is nigh. What though, her voice mute, no helper nigh, (New Zealand Farmer, 8 June 1950) Nancy Mee age 13 One bitter hour she stooped to mortal shame? (New Zealand Farmer, 1 February The moment passed, she put her OLD GUM 1951) weakness by, And went unfaltering to the final flame. So tall are the branches, So like a beacon through the centuries So green are the leaves, EARLY MORNING dark, As the old gum sways For ever shines thy memory, Joan of In the soft, gentle breeze. The pale grey hills, and the quiet land, Arc. Await the coming morn. A home for the birds The whispering trees by the night winds Ailsa Clarke In its rugged, grey boughs; fanned, Shelter from the sun Are silhouettes against the dawn. (New Zealand Farmer, 1 November For the sheep and the cows. 1956) 10 ...... Poetry Archive A previous poem ‘The Brook’ sent in by By Ben Gnali, Form 4G4, Melville the Waikato Region of the Post- Ailsa Clarke [age 9] in New Zealand High School, in Coptic 1971 school Primary Teachers’ Association. Farmer, 1954, was a copy of Lord magazine Both staff and pupils will miss Mr Tennyson’s ‘The Brook’. This suggests McQueen very much next year, but to a discerning critic that ‘Joan of Arc’ we all wish him well in his new may not be by Ailsa Clarke but by Comment on Harvey position, and look forward to seeing another poet, although the paper has him at the school from time to time in credited the poem to her so it could be McQueen his new capacity. by her. We’ve not found the sonnet elsewhere. If anyone has more information on this sonnet, we’d be The Melville High School magazine happy to hear from you. – Ed. Coptic 1971 contains an interesting valedictory for the New Zealand poet and educationalist Harvey McQueen. Colin Meads rugby McQueen was a generous donator of his poetry collections to PANZA. poem found We will reproduce his valedictory here as it gives important information about his involvement with the library PANZA researcher Mark Pirie recently collection at Melville High School, found a poem on Sir Colin Meads, New showing he had a long history of Zealand’s All Black rugby legend. It undertaking such collection work: appeared in a school annual donated to Photo: Harvey McQueen 1971 PANZA by Rowan Gibbs. MR H. J. MCQUEEN The poem comments on an incident in an unnamed match during the four Test Mr H. J. (Harvey) McQueen who New publications by series between New Zealand and the joined the Staff of Melville High touring British Lions. The series was School in 1966, leaves at the end of PANZA member and Meads’s last before retirement from this year to become a Secondary international rugby in 1971. Schools’ Inspector with the launch report Department of Education in Hamilton. COLIN MEADS Mr McQueen is an old pupil of Akaroa District High School and BOOK LAUNCH REPORT:RUGBY In one passing rush, Christchurch Boys’ High School, and POEMS AND LEGENDS by the Lions, graduated M.A. with Honours from Mike Gibson, in the centre, Canterbury University. After a year at HeadworX Publishers and Earl of fumbled the ball. Christchurch Teachers’ College, he Seacliff Art Workshop released two taught at Morrinsville College and new books at Quilters Bookshop on It looked like a knock-on. (with his [first] wife) at Thames High Saturday afternoon, 30 November 2013. No whistle sounded, School, before both came to Melville Bill Sutton, scientist, former politician, he kept on going, six years ago. He had been Head of Hawke’s Bay poet and organiser of the he was tackled, the School’s English Department recent Hawke’s Bay Poetry Conference, he went down. since that time. launched Mark Pirie’s Sidelights: Rugby Mr McQueen’s contributions to the Poems, while Niel Wright launched Four or five inches, School have been both valuable and A. Stanley Sherratt’s Polynesian from him lay the New Zealand capt, various. Besides ensuring that the Legends (unpublished in book form Colin Meads, also trap’t English Department has run since 1924) on behalf of the co- in the bottom of the ruck. effectively and efficiently, he has been publisher Dr Michael O’Leary (who responsible for building up the School was unable to attend). Spoke up Meads: “What about the Library to its present total of over Niel Wright read an excerpt from knock-on ref?” 6,000 books. He has coached hockey Michael’s introduction to Polynesian Spoke up Gibson: “I quite agree with teams, acted as sixth form Dean, and Legends (reproduced in full below), and you Colin.” this year produced the highly spoke about the importance of Said Meads, with a big grin, on his face: successful “Pygmalion”. He has also acknowledging our poetry from the “I wasn’t talking to you.” been very active in professional 1920s period. The book he said came matters, and is currently Chairman of with an endorsement by Vaughan Rapatahana, one of our leading cultural ...... 11 Autumn 2014 commentators in the area of Mäori and she said it was from along with a brief history of Aotearoa literature. my Grandpa legend telling in English. Bill Sutton, speaking about Mark Pirie’s book Sidelights, applauded Mark’s and to this very day “Earl of Seacliff and Mark Pirie are to continuing efforts to bring sport and i always remember that ball be commended for unearthing this literature together. Sutton noted that valuable trove of Pākehā sport was widely acknowledged to be an as the only piece of evidence representations of Māori mythology and important component of New Zealand that my Grandpa existed.” legend, not merely because they have culture, but was only rarely celebrated never been committed to print in any in our poetry. He finished by reading An enjoyable afternoon was had by all. sequential book format previously, but one of his own poems about Richie more especially because the McCaw inspired to do so after reading representations contained within are Mark’s poems in Sidelights. Book information manifestly without the devious Mark Pirie thanked the speakers and the elaborations and misguided romantic printer Tony King who did the cover for capital (Curnow, 1960) of many of Sidelights and finished off the speeches Sherratt's near contemporaries such as by introducing his new book and Domett. Indeed, Sherratt, for all his reading. He noted the unusual fusion of iambic pentameter and rhyming couplet, rugby and poetry - two areas of New remains true to the Weltanschauung of Zealand society not often connected. the original and oral Indigenous élan of He then read a selection of poems from these mighty vignettes. Ka nui te pai te the booklet (available in printed form mahi kei konei!” – Vaughan and online) written between 1993 and Rapatahana 2013, which he said was important to him (his book is dedicated to his This book is a joint publication between grandpa Tom Lawn) allowing him to Earl of Seacliff Art Workshop and acknowledge his grandfather’s presence HeadworX Publishers. in his life as a former Canterbury representative forward of the 1920s.

Mark said one of the best-known About the Author traditions/rugby experiences in New Title: Polynesian Legends Zealand was that of buying a rugby ball Author: A. Stanley Sherratt A. Stanley (Sherry) Sherratt b. 1891 for children/nephews/grandchildren/ Editor: Mark Pirie was a Canterbury Railways cousins. Mark’s only memory of his ISBN 978-1-86942-141-0 clerk/official. He was educated and grandpa (who died when he was several Price: $15.00 grew up in Kaiapoi, and afterwards years old) was of receiving a rugby ball Extent:44 pages spent much of his working life in from him: Format: 148mmx210mm Christchurch. Railways posted him to a Publication: November 2013 number of places outside of The Ball Publisher: Earl of Seacliff Art Christchurch, including Invercargill, Workshop/HeadworX Greymouth and Kaiapoi from where he “i remember kicking published his Polynesian Legends this ball around the yard Cover art: Māui controlling the sun by sequence. Michael O’Leary During WWI, he served as a it was a tan rugby ball probationary officer in the territorial About the Book forces, Corps of New Zealand i would spend hours Engineers, New Zealand Railways running up and down A. Stanley Sherratt’s powerful early Battalion (South Island). the yard chasing sequence of Māori myths/legends has Sherratt published the bulk of his poetry this ball while remained unpublished since 1924, when in the Christchurch Star newspaper avoiding those ‘scary hairy’ spiders it was first serialized in the Christchurch 1923-24, and was part of the Star group and ‘blood suckers’ Star. of poets 1922-26. Discovered in 2013 by editor Mark Pirie Stan Sherratt later retired to Nelson with and then one day who has republished the text, this new his family. i asked mum where the ball publication includes an introduction by had come from Māori literary scholar Dr Michael O’Leary, giving details of Sherratt’s life

12 ...... Poetry Archive Title: Sidelights: Rugby Poems same name in the Auckland Weekly New Zealand Poetry Society – Annual Author: Mark Pirie News, 1938. Anthology 2013. ISBN 978-0-473-26483-3 Price: $15.00 The poems, written between 1993 and PANZA kindly thanks these donators to Extent: 24 pages 2013, have been widely published in the archive. Format: 148mmx210mm journals, anthologies and newspapers Publication: November 2013 such as Ron Palenski’s Touchlines: An Publisher: The Night Press (a division Anthology of Rugby Poetry (NZ Sports About the Poetry of HeadworX) Hall of Fame, 2013), Under Flagstaff: Dunedin Poetry (Otago University Archive Cover printed letterpress by Tony King Press, 2004) and The Dominion Post. at The Printing Works, Cobblestones Museum, Greytown, Wairarapa, The Night Press is a division/imprint of Poetry Archive of New Zealand New Zealand HeadworX Publishers and publishes the Aotearoa (PANZA) poetry journal broadsheet and occasional chapbooks/mini books. PANZA contains

A unique Archive of NZ published About the Author poetry, with around five thousand titles from the 19th century to the present Mark Pirie is an internationally day. published New Zealand poet, editor, The Archive also contains photos and writer and publisher. In 2010, he edited paintings of NZ poets, publisher’s the successful anthology of NZ cricket catalogues, poetry ephemera, posters, poetry A Tingling Catch (foreword by reproductions of book covers and other Don Neely) and currently writes its memorabilia related to NZ poetry and offshoot blog Tingling Catch. More on poetry performance. Mark Pirie at his website: www.markpirie.com Wanted NZ poetry books (old & new) Other NZ poetry items i.e. critical books Donate to PANZA on NZ poetry, anthologies of NZ poetry, poetry periodicals and broadsheets, About the Book through PayPal poetry event programmes, posters and/or prints of NZ poets or their poetry Featuring poems about the All Blacks, books. Super Rugby and Mark Pirie's rugby You can now become a friend of DONT THROW OUT OLD NZ family, this book is dedicated to Mark's PANZA or donate cash to help us POETRY! SEND IT TO PANZA rugby playing Grandpa Tommy Lawn. continue our work by going to http://pukapukabooks.blogspot.com and PANZA will offer: Contents: accessing the donate button – any • Copies of NZ poetry books for private Sidelights [Blues v Hurricanes, April donation will be acknowledged. research and reading purposes. 2013] • Historical information for poets, The Divided Country writers, journalists, academics, At the Try Line [for Brian Turner] researchers and independent scholars of The Waiting Game Recently received NZ poetry. Two Rugby Epigrams donations • Photocopying for private research Four Poems on my Grandfather Tom purposes. Lawn • Books on NZ poetry and literary My Great Uncle Carole Stewart – Flower Fairies & history, and CD-ROMs of NZ poetry The Wandering Bard Birds of Aotearoa New Zealand by and literature Five All Blacks Poems [includes Sam Carol Paton-White & Carole Stewart. • CDs of NZ poets reading their work Cane, Piri Weepu, Kieran Read, Richie McCaw] Anon – How to Make a Million by You can assist the preservation of NZ Emma Neale. poetry by becoming one of the The book’s title “Sidelights” comes Friends of the Poetry Archive of New from a Eden Park rugby column of the Zealand Aotearoa (PANZA )...... 13 Autumn 2014 If you’d like to become a friend or business sponsor of PANZA, please contact us.

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