It’s everywhere, this moon. It’s taken over the whole island. Everybody’s going out to see the moonrise.
Greetings from Waiheke.
“‘O all the world is a little queer, except thee and me, and sometimes, I wonder about thee.’ I know about me. I am the moon’s sister, a tidal child stranded on land. The sea always in my ear, a surf of eternal discontent in my blood.” (Keri Hulme).
Late last night, after dinner and rehearsing, Big Oneroa Beach, 10:50pm.
We swam out into the phosphorescence. My love for this place and for these people is vast.

Oh I love you, little island.

Anna J
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