Poems by Lee Fraser

Rain statusuterine statusflowering statusactually remembering statusfinally align.On my kneesknife in handhead in harakeke.KarakiaTahi, rua, toru45 degreesA year on from moving

I’ve made peace with your dogam besties with your catand do battle with your buttercup stemselbowing under the palings. I

please, we have reasonto believe you are in danger. Have you noticedyou are being followed by a suspicious, persistentsense of