Landscapes

— some moments are so silent, you can hear the light fade

— in Papatowai, the end of the day meets the end of the world

— a lot of fizz, no cool

— the glaciers gave her this gift — ice cold and impossibly turquoise

— over Okarito Beach, where once, the northern hemisphere met Aotearoa

— it was a redhead and brought color to a dreary day

— she set her table amid the fallen leaves, dined during sunset and waited for the sun to say goodbye

— while we slept, she painted the world in pastels

— a silent witness to everything that falls apart after dark

— the sun blessed their journey

— it's existence moved like something breathing in its sleep

— the world didn't end dramatically; at sundays they still went to the beach, but now the cranes watched ominously

— like invasive tourists, milling around and staring out, over the lake

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