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.Poetry NotesSummer 2016Volume 6, Issue 4ISSN 1179-7681Inside this Issue1Welcome2347Classic New Zealandpoetry by E Mary GurneyNiel Wright onW H OliverPoetry by Hugh IsdaleRobert John PalmerBakewell, 1857-1942NZ Truth poemResearch requestDonate to PANZA throughPayPal8Recently receiveddonationsAbout the Poetry ArchiveQuarterly Newsletter of PANZAWelcomeI saw you last, Bill Oliver at brunchIn a local café ; a man pushing his eighties.Hello and welcome to issue 24 ofPoetry Notes, the newsletter of PANZA,the newly formed Poetry Archive ofNew Zealand Aotearoa.Poetry Notes will be published quarterlyand will include information aboutgoings on at the Archive, articles onhistorical New Zealand poets of interest,occasional poems by invited poets and arecord of recently received donations tothe Archive.Articles and poems are copyright in thenames of the individual authors.The newsletter will be available for freedownload from the Poetry Archive’swebsite:– Poem from The Alexandrians Book 119http://poetryarchivenz.wordpress.comNiel Wright onW H OliverWellington poet, publisher, critic andPANZA archivist Niel Wrightremembers W H Oliver (1925-2015).Bill, an editor, historian, and poet, diedin September 2015 and made aconsiderable contribution to NewZealand history and literature.Day 237.I note the recent death (aged 90,September 2015) of my uncle bymarriage W H Oliver.In 1950 I was talking with Bill Oliverwho married my mother’s half sisterDorothy. I said I too was a poet (then 16or 17). I think it was Dorothy who askedhow I would find an audience. I said apoet had to create his own audience. Istill think that 65 years later.It is now 2015. In 2005 VictoriaUniversity Press published W HOliver’s Poems 1946-2005, a 152-pagebook including uncollected poems aswell. There is a 2005 preface by W HOliver. I had not read the uncollectedpoems before. I am happy to see W HOliver’s poems collected, but I see noneed to comment on his poetry beyondthe following relevant passages frommy earlier long essay which I have nowreread (in Collected Works CLXX).LAST VIEWINGPANZA1 Woburn RoadNorthlandWellington 6012I saw you last, Bill Oliver at brunchIn a local café ; a man pushing his eighties,Your company : a Sibyl without branch.I saw you last, Bill Oliver at brunch ;Enjoying life for sure : the latest trancheHow soon to pay of mortal debt to Hades.W H Oliver, Poems 1946-2005 (VUP). . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Summer 2016Bill Oliver wrote the 1960 schoolpublication Writing in New Zealand:Poetry in New Zealand. Oliver beginsby trying to define (explain the natureof) poetry. I excerpt and at timessummarise.“People write poems because they havesomething to say .poetry is memorablespeech (Coleridge) .Poetry iscreative .devices – (eg) rhythm,rhyme, assonance, alliteration – are usedto build up a pattern of sound .Thepoet then, is a man who is skilled in theuse of these devices . What shouldpoems say? Anything andeverything.”Oliver goes on to quote examples(pages 4-6) that are mainly description,though he talks about “a wealth ofreflection.”Oliver acknowledges that he hassummarised the South Island myth.Oliver says (page 16): “Poets arepretty self-centred. They’re moreconcerned with their own insides thanwith the world’s outsides.”Oliver’s comments partly reveal that hehas the mind of a historian and hewarms to history in his authors. But heknows that these authors are creatingmyths.Oliver concludes (pages 36-37): “Butwhile we are waiting for New Zealand’sDante or Shakespeare to be born, wecan be glad for” what we have so far.He thinks the writers 1930-1960 havebeen more serious and have more worth.“Wordsworth brooding over mountain,lake, and sea is a kind of father-figurefor most New Zealand poets.“Further, New Zealand poets have notbeen great experimenters” butborrowers. “But the spirit of innovationand experiment is not entirely absent –some day it may produce a regionalcontribution in terms of form as well asof content to the great body of Englishverse. I doubt if any of the names on mylist will make this contribution,” butmaybe “people who have not beenheard of yet” will.I find that a foreseeing remark, as prettymuch what Oliver anticipated is what Ihave tried to produce in my corpus,namely The Alexandrians (etc)appearing since 1961.2Oliver claims that his early verse differsfrom his later verse, and there is no needto dispute this.One can say his early verse is moreromantic and less concise.In Fire Without Phoenix (1957) Oliveruses rhyme to a greater or lesser degree.Oliver uses rhyme in perhaps 13 poems(out of the 25) in this book. But hecontinually moves in the direction ofdiminishing rhyme, and effectivelyabandons it after 1957.As it happens, in ‘Preface: An Attitudefor a New Zealand Poet’, several of therhymes would pass as consonantal:“clan/line”, “bone/pain”,“recognise/agonise”, “death/earth”.There are big stylistic changes betweenFire Without Phoenix (in general) andOut of Season. Note incidentally that thetitles are in fact synonymous, since theyboth imply misapplication/application inthe wrong circumstances.It is a major fact of technique then thatOliver walks away from rhyme in hislater poetry.As to subject matter, Oliver is concernedwith existential states (as opposed inFire Without Phoenix eg to historicaland social states).Oliver has always been a poet writingamong his contemporaries, and it showsvery much in his early poetry, perhapsalso in his later poetry. But he hasacquired a deftness, an economy in hislater poetry that was lacking before.That is an achievement for which Icommend him warmly.He matches an interesting subject matterwith an effective style. He writes as anintellectually subtle poet with genuinetaste and decorum. What he has to say isworthwhile and how he says it is noble.The success of Oliver’s latter poetry isto be attributed to two antecedentsituations.First, Oliver genuinely applied himselfto poetry in his youth, from 1946 to themid-1950s no doubt are the dates. Thiswas a genuine apprenticeship, even ifperhaps Oliver himself would also allowhis early verse was misdirected invarious ways.Second, somewhere during that longsilence 1957-1980, Oliver acquired asense of poetic voice, unlike anything heused earlier but remarkably pure andeffective.Oliver was only one of a whole raft ofpoets of his time who fell silent in 1957or went further adrift.Of those who did return to the fray asactive poets thereafter Oliver wasperhaps the last, but I don’t doubt thebest. C K Stead finally reachedsomething similar in his Catullus poems.What Oliver’s case seems to show is thatno one who has gone through a thoroughapprenticeship can ever be totallyderailed. I would never expect theycould. It seems to me that a craft learntcan still yield fruit across years whichother interests pre-empt.Classic New ZealandpoetryThis issue’s classic New Zealand poetryis by E Mary Gurney (1900-1938).The poem from an Australian paper wassent to us by the Australian researcherGraeme Lindsay, compiler of WhenANZAC Day Comes Around: The 100Years From Gallipoli Poetry Project.It’s a nice poem to include in thesummer edition of Poetry Notes.Poem by E Mary GurneySUMMER MORNINGThis is the first summer morn,All richly gold, perfumed and still,I shall ride down to Tuakau,By way of Pukekohe hill.There’ll be the scent of cabbage-trees –An incense wild and honey-sweet,To drown the scent of seeding grass,In fields where young foals, shadowfleet,And drunk with life’s first ecstasy,Gambol and play by waters cool,Reflecting glossy willow’s boles,Within some shade-flecked, silveredpool.And far and far the quiet hills wait –Oh, utterly in thrall!Peace holds the land. Drink with thesun,A golden dream’s over all. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Poetry ArchiveSummer has brought SamarkandTo common places, blessed and still,I shall ride down to Tuakau,By way of Pukekohe [hill].(From The Advocate (Tasmania), 10December 1943, page 2)‘Summer Morning’ was first publishedin the New Zealand Herald, 18December 1937 (the final word/endrhyme “hill” missing from the last linehas been reinstated here). This date isshortly before her death, and it appearsher poems were being reprinted inAustralian papers until 1954 (accordingto a Trove search).Rowan Gibbs has provided brief biodetails for Gurney:Elizabeth Mary Gurney was born inSaunderton, Buckinghamshire,England, in 1900. She came to NewZealand as a young girl with herparents, Thomas and Mary (néeMontigue) and grew up and went toschool in the Hawke’s Bay. Thefamily were living in Waipukurau inthe 1920s and in the mid-1930smoved to Howick, where Mary was akeen member of the Pakuranga Hunt.Mary never married and was livingwith her parents when she was killedby a kick from her horse; she died inhospital on June 22nd 1938, and isburied in Waikumete Cemetery.She was very successful in publishingstories and poetry in New Zealandand Australian newspapers andmagazines, and a collection of herstories, Pageant from the Foothills,was published after her death.Gurney’s poems appeared in NewZealand Railways Magazine, NewZealand Best Poems, the Auckland Starand the New Zealand Herald as well asAustralian publications.Poems about her:- ‘E. Mary Gurney’ by Ellis M.Langridge in The Weekly News,8 June 1938, p.65.- ‘The Rider (In Memory of E. MaryGurney)’ in The Bulletin, Australia,8 June 1938, p.18.- Paula Hanger, ‘The poet lives (inmemory of Mary Lynn Gurney)’, inArt in New Zealand 42 (December1938), p.90.1985 until retirement in 2013.Currently a hospital volunteer.Married in 1977, two adult children.Christchurch has been my home since1968. A poetry booklet published in1996: Another Place, Another Time.Poems by Hugh IsdaleDAILYIt’s a makeshift,This human life;A cacophony of breakdowns,And botch-ups and patch-ups,Of good ideas (at the time)And yesterday’s men and women;Of lessons hard-learned,To little advantage,And rules that constantly change.It’s a makeshift.SAND IN THE WINDIn 1967, I used to walkTo the steam engine depot,In frost and darkness,Listening for distant trains.I could not admit the loneliness,It would have struck me to the heart.Photo: E Mary Gurney, Ancestry.comPoetry by Hugh IsdaleThis issue we feature some poems byHugh Isdale of Christchurch.Hugh featured in PANZA’s anthologyRail Poems of New Zealand Aotearoaedited by Mark Pirie in 2010.Hugh contacted PANZA recently, andwe asked to include him in ournewsletter.Hugh supplied the following biography:Hugh Isdale. Born Wellington N.Z.01/07/1942.Educated Thames North and ThamesHigh Schools, and CanterburyUniversity.Employment includes freezing works,railways, libraries, bookshops andfactories. A hospital orderly fromThis may or may notBe true.The past wears many masks;Memory deceives.Searching for certainty,I found treachery, indifference,Unexpected good fortune,And sand in the wind.EAST COASTSmall purple flowersAdorn the dunes.Colourless rainSpreads across the sea.Dogs run, a child cries.Unable to understand,I can only describe. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .3
Summer 2016SIGNATURE IN TIMEThe grey streakOn an old aerial photograph;Is it a fault in the image perhaps?No, it’s smoke from a long-dead steamtrain:Two oil-burners blasting throughOwhango,Heading towards the Spiral,Or a coal train in the Southern Alps,With a coal-burning enginePunching holes in the frosty sky.The trail is dotted with tunnelsOn the cliffs near Beach Loop,But the South express makes an arrowtrackRunning north from Timaru.All gone now,Except for images on film,And the memories of thoseWho are growing old.The cage is gone, I speak,And you respond.We talk for a while,Then move on.MY FATHERAged eighty-nine,Mowing his lawnOn a warm afternoon,My father died.He had been “a brisk young man.”He became the local historianIn a North Island town.He liked cats, minerals, words andideas.He frowned upon sloppy historians,And artists who couldn’t draw.On his bicycleHe would ride enormous distances,And carry impossible loads.HIGH SCHOOL REUNIONThat summer, you were at theswimming pool.I swam, warm and serene.At school, you were gentle and quiet –Until you sang.You brightened my winter days.I was in a cageOf other people’s expectations.I felt awkward and afraid.You sat behind me in class.I sensed the quick, restless movementsOf your legs, heard your black stockingsSoftly rasp.I saw you last in 1959.You had a job in town.You were riding your bicycle,Looking grown-up, and poised.Your stockings were apricot now,And gleamed in the sun.I felt like a callow schoolboy.You called me by a name I hated.My words were log-jammedIn the chaos of my teenage brain.In 1960, I went south.Half a century later –Oh, there you are.4At the funeralI managed not to laugh.I wanted to say“Way to go, Dad.”His famous smileKeeps appearing before my eyes.PORT HILLS, 1974Uneasy birdsWheel in fitful patterns, crying.In the still air, breath comes slowly.The hills are storing tensionIn their stones.Comment on RobertJohn Palmer BakewellROBERT JOHN PALMERBAKEWELL, 1857-1942by Rowan GibbsIn 1926 Hodder and Stoughton inLondon published an adventure story ofpirates and gun-runners, Lost Tribute: ATale of the China Seas, by a littleknown New Zealand author, R. J.Bakewell.1 Local readers recalled thestory’s first appearance, as a serial titled‘The Lost Tribute of Quantung’, in theTaranaki Herald from August toDecember 1896, and the author as acontributor of verse to that newspaperover many years, collected as ACoaster’s Freight, Verses by an OldSalt, published in New Plymouth in1915.2A reviewer of the novel pictured theauthor “spending the latter days of anadventurous life in the backwater ofWaitara, under the shadow ofTaranaki’s beautiful Mount Egmont It is suspected that Mr Bakewell isspending his leisure in New Zealandwriting more novels of adventure”.3And a year later Tom Mills also foresawfurther novels, similarly based on theauthor’s exciting early life: “Mr R. J.Bakewell, author of The Last Tribute, anovel of adventure on the China Seas,has another novel on the stocks. Owingto blindness, the whole of his first novelhad to be dictated to his daughter,whom he taught to read to him in fourlanguages during his earlier years helearnt much of the China Seas whileserving in the British Navy”.4No evidence has been found thatBakewell served in the Royal Navy, nordid he claim to have done so, but apreview announcement of his serial inthe Taranaki Herald refers to “hisadventurous career as an officer in theImperial Chinese Navy”.5 The storyfeatures a cruiser patrolling the CantonRiver, the crew all European, and theCanton (now Guangzhou) fleet of thisnavy certainly included “fifteen smallwar vessels built and stationed atCanton between 1865 and 1885”6 — theperiod when Bakewell would haveserved there—but whether Europeansserved in the Chinese Imperial Navy isuncertain. Interestingly, the husband ofBakewell’s sister Alice, CharlesRookes, served in the Royal Navy in theWest Indies and China seas, 7 and onewonders if he passed on some stories ofhis own career that found their way intothe novel. However, an account by afamily member (discussed below) tellsof a maritime career by Robert not inany navy but in the merchant service,rising from seaman to master mariner. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Poetry ArchiveWhat we do know is that he was born inDeptford, London, on August 29th 1857and christened in St Mary’s AnglicanChurch in Lambeth on October 5th. Hisfather was a doctor, Robert HallBakewell, and his mother ArabellaPalmer from Wiltshire, where theymarried in 1856.8 Young Robert,known as John in the family (andhenceforth here), went with his parentsto Cuba in 1862 and returned with themto England later that year, but we knowlittle of his schooling or of hissubsequent nebulous career at sea. Thenin 1880, seven years after his parentsand siblings9 settled in New Zealand, hesuddenly appears in Nelson applying tobe a schoolteacher. On August 5th 1880he was appointed to the remote LyellSchool in the Buller Gorge and arrivedthere on August 25th. He taught at Lyelluntil July 188210 when he was forced toresign by deteriorating eyesight, but thefollowing year was teaching again atDovedale near Motueka.In November 1883 he married RosalieDarnell in Motueka and they had twodaughters, but in June 1887 Rosalie diedat the age of 24. John then moved toTaranaki, teaching at Omata andrunning a dairy farm. His late wife’ssister, Lucy, had joined him to care forthe two daughters and in 1889 John andLucy married and had a further eightchildren.John was a successful teacher —“shows promise of becoming a valuableteacher” said his first Inspector’s reportat Lyell, and at Dovedale the pass ratewas “unusually large” — and hesteadily improved his qualifications(reaching Class D in 1886), but ongoingproblems with his eyesight meant hehad to resign altogether in 1897. Despitean initially promising operation inAustralia he was soon completely blind.He continued farming until 1924 andremained involved with the local dairycompany, served on the Roads Board,stood for the Education Board, andconsidered standing for Parliament. Hefinally moved to Tauranga, where hedied on January 11th 1942 and is buriedin the Anglican Cemetery there.The Anglican references here aresignificant, for a major religious riftoccurred in the family that reputedlyseparated John from his parents andsiblings.A later account by a relative 11 describesJohn going with his parents to Trinidadwhen “about 2 years old” and when itcame time for his schooling his father,having “changed his religion in order tomarry”, sent him off to England “at thetender age of 5yrs given to aCatholic church in Eng. to beeducated by the Brothers, eventuallybecoming a Priest”. But, we are told, at12 John ran away from the school, and“when his Parents finally returned toEng. It appeared John had vanishedwithout trace Now we know whathappened, John stowed away on asailing ship & at the age of 13yrs wasworking on the gun running boats inChina, here he worked for 3yrs Finding the sea to his liking he soonbecame an Able Seaman eventuallyhe became a Master Mariner While atsea, about 1880, the ship sprang aleak ” and it was while repairing thisthat John “burst a blood vessel in hiseyes, this was to cause blindness,making an early retirement from the seahe loved. The blindness came ongradually, John thought it time to try &get established ashore, he chose NewZealand taking up a tutor & teachingpost at Hokitika. Walking along themain street one day he was greatlysurprised to meet his Father, who wasthe Dr of the town, the family havingarrived in N.Z. in 1873, now he learnedthere were 5 other children. John wasstill very bitter about early life, hisMother still a devout Catholic, sent thePriest round to see John, this was thelast straw, so he off again to the NorthIsland. John was 26yrs old by this time,he settled in New Plymouth, teaching ata suburban school, here he met & latermarried ”.There are several fatal factual errors inthis account: it was to Cuba the familywent when John was very young and hereturned with them later the same year12; the period spent in Trinidad was notuntil 1866-1872 when John was aged 9to 15, so if he was sent back to aCatholic school in England it was not atthe “tender age of 5”; but in fact in the1871 England census Robert andArabella are living in Hendon inLondon, back from Trinidad on leave,and John, age 13, is with them and theother children. Only when the familyleft England to emigrate to NewZealand on October 29th 1872 was Johnnot with them, so this must be when heleft home, perhaps sent away to school,and then went to sea. And he was atmost 23 when he ended his maritimecareer, so can hardly have been a“Master Mariner”. This account also hasJohn teaching in Hokitika, of which norecord has been found, 13 and omits histeaching career and first marriage inLyell and Dovedale before he went toTaranaki. Further, his father did not turnCatholic at the t
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