The time I shook Allen Curnow’s large paw
The title says all of it, and says or leastimplies that you just, too younger, too wispy small,didn’t detain that literary beastas heedlessly he crossed you within the corridor.The e book awards it was, and I used to be allmagnificent in penguin swimsuit with HelenClark behind, Karl Stead beside, who neededwine, and so, the grin throughout my melonjust too impish, our PM conceded,faux-aghast that I had centipededin to grab a crimson from off her desk.So gigantic – Timaru’s Clark Gable –as Curnow handed I shot up like a bloom.And oh the time I talked at Keri Hulme.
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