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Vignettes – read by Ilena Shadbolt

Vignettes – read by Ilena Shadbolt

The winner of the New Zealand National Schools Poetry Award 2018, Ilena Shadbolt (Year 13, Queen Margaret College) reads her winning poem, ‘Vignettes’.
Vignettes – Ilena Shadbolt

Vignettes – Ilena Shadbolt

Vignettes   we move through streets washed in sepia and oil searching for vanilla ice cream. i don’t look at you but we look at the water, trembling quivering light pins. we move between fish tanks laughing at cubicle people, skirting round the edges of ourselves. a woman all bent...
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