A coracle is a small boat of wickerwork but in the poems of Anglican priest, Peter Stuart, it becomes the ribs of a dying man, and the means by which a man makes his way into the next life, having kept vigil ‘at eternity’s rim’. A coracle is also a kayak taking Peter and his wife, Julia, into karito Lagoon and the beauty of the natural world which – on the wings of a kotuku – carries the reader eventually to the white robes of the monks at Kopua, and further to the white invasion of an aboriginal sacred site, and a barbecue at Auschwitz with a bunch of money changers. For these poems are angry, too, and political, and take delight in the joyous and sensual. A singular first collection that poses as many questions as it answers.
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Ordained as an Anglican priest in 1963, Peter Stuart has a Masters in Theology from Trinity College, Oxford, and in History from the University of NZ. He has served as university chaplain, parish priest, and Canon Theologian, and in his nominal retirement continues to work and travel widely. Tramping, still loved, has become circumscribed, but music, literature and art continue to be a big part of his life. Peter works with local churches in their care for the environment, and supports lay people drawn to the Cistercian spirituality lived at Southern Star Abbey, Kopua. He lives with his researcher/writer wife, Julia, in Eastbourne. This is his first collection of poetry.
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