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#4138 Keri Hulme

Today, a short poem (to keep with the spirit of this blog) by Keri Hulme, born in 1947 in Christchurch, NZ. She is the author of the first New Zealand novel for which I had an immediate and total crush, The Bone People, published in 1984. She was the first New Zealander to win the Booker Prize in 1985, and the first to win it for a debut novel. The photo above expresses the uniqueness of her personality that comes through the image. She later published short stories (which I did not particularly like, but that is not her fault, I do not like short stories in general). However, I was lucky to find at this year’s second-hand book market, The Silences Between (Moeraki Conversations), published in 1982, which has been following me for some time :

I carry my ghosts on my shoulders/

Though some have never been born/

Did I have a silent cousin?/
Did I know tears/

In grief, seaweed/

In grief, bleeding/

In grief, obsidian knives

#4138 Keri Hulme

Aujourd’hui, un court poème  (pour rester dans l’esprit de ce blog) de Keri Hulme, née en 1947 Christchurch, NZ. Elle est l’autrice du premier roman néo-zélandais pour lequel j’ai eu un coup de foudre immédiat et total, Les Hommes du long nuage blanc, publié en 1984. Elle fut la première Néo-Zélandaise à obtenir le Booker Prize en 1985, et la première à l’obtenir pour un premier roman. Elle a publié plus tard des nouvelles (que je n’ai pas particulièrement aimées, mais ce n’est pas  sa faute, je n’aime pas les nouvelles en général). J’ai eu cependant la chance de trouver au marché du livre d’occasion de cette année, The Silences Between (Moeraki Conversations), publié en 1982, qui m’accompagne  depuis quelque temps. Je laisse le poème dans sa langue originale :

I carry my ghosts on my shoulders/

Though some have never been born/

  • Did I have a silent cousin?/
  • Did I know tears/

In grief, seaweed/

In grief, bleeding/

In grief, obsidian knives