{"id":15188,"date":"2012-08-07T06:30:22","date_gmt":"2012-08-06T18:30:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/?p=15188"},"modified":"2012-08-06T12:39:53","modified_gmt":"2012-08-06T00:39:53","slug":"tuesday-poem-juice-of-nelson-haven-by-helen-mckinlay","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2012\/08\/07\/tuesday-poem-juice-of-nelson-haven-by-helen-mckinlay\/","title":{"rendered":"Tuesday Poem: “Juice of Nelson Haven” by Helen McKinlay"},"content":{"rendered":"

Juice of Nelson Haven<\/strong><\/p>\n

At the vineyard
\nthe cool dudes gather
\nlet the waves of wine
\nflick and swill
\nacross their palates
\nerasing past memories<\/p>\n

‘stunning nose
\ncrisp, young and fresh
\ndefinitely fruit driven.’<\/p>\n

At the Boulder Bank
\nthe cool crabs gather
\nas the tide
\nflicks and swills their palates
\nerases muddied memories<\/p>\n

‘stunning nose
\nundertones of treated poo
\nand goggle-eyed
\ndeep sea
\nfish.’<\/p>\n

(c) Helen McKinlay<\/p>\n

Reproduced here with permission.<\/p>\n

—<\/p>\n

About the Poem: The Poet’s Note
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Image courtesy of Nelson City<\/p><\/div>\n

In summer 2009-10, I was house sitting at Atawhai in Nelson. We had great views of Nelson Haven and the Boulder Bank<\/a>, an internationally renowned natural spit of boulders. Thirteen kilometres in length, it protects the Haven from the wilder waters of Tasman Bay. It is reached by a road which accesses on one side the practicalities of sewage disposal and on the other, at low tide, the mudflats, which stretch back to the shore. There is a marvellous quiet to be experienced out there, walking on the seabed, so distant from the land.<\/p>\n

Another Nelson experience which holds great mystique for me is the cult of wine tasting. I was fascinated by the contrast and similarities between these\u2026the crabs waiting in the mud for food bearing seawater, the wine tasters sipping the fruits of the land and the sewage treatment plant\u2026opposite ends.<\/p>\n

It was instinctual to write this poem in a style as crisp as the wine and the incoming tide.\u00a0 It has been published in Boulder writers 3 (Boulder Press 2011), featured in the Nelson Museum window, and recorded for Fresh FM Nelson.<\/p>\n

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About the Poet:<\/strong><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>Helen McKinlay, a member of Tuesday Poem community, is also a published children\u2019s author, well-known for the best selling Grandma<\/em><\/a> series. At present she is spending time in Auckland with her family. She blogs at gurglewords<\/a>.<\/p>\n

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\"\"<\/a>To read the featured poem on the Tuesday Poem Hub<\/strong> and other great poems from fellow Tuesday poets from around the world, click here<\/strong><\/a> or on the Quill<\/strong> icon<\/strong> in the sidebar.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Juice of Nelson Haven At the vineyard the cool dudes gather let the waves of wine flick and swill across their palates erasing past memories ‘stunning nose crisp, young and fresh definitely fruit driven.’ At the Boulder Bank the cool crabs gather as the tide flicks and swills their palates erases muddied memories ‘stunning nose […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15188","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-other-writers","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15188","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15188"}],"version-history":[{"count":14,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15188\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15204,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15188\/revisions\/15204"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15188"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15188"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15188"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}