
Getting to the essence of things
Jean Lonie lived in Raumati in her later years.
She had been a teacher for many years at the Correspondence School, but was a writer of poetry throughout much of her adult life.
Many Kapiti folk will be able to identify with Beachcombing.
Beachcombing
Along Raumati Beach
I gather pumice
In honour of my mother
And her sisters
Forever scouring soot
From pot or
Frying pan.
Peggy and I follow,
More or less,
The drift-line.
She, true to her purpose,
Fills blue plastic bag with
Plastic rubbish.
I, lifting a shell, see flesh,
sand-encrusted,
Spiralling into its cavity.
To throw it seaward I turn
And there, a cut-out
Green to black stands
Kapiti.
Jean Lonie
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