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Maui Catches the Big Kahuna

The Making of Maui

The video creation for the poem Maui Catches the Big Kahuna was a tremendous adventure. The subject was perfect for ocean vistas and crashing waves, providing a perfect backdrop for Maui’s storyline. We spent a lot of time on Waihi Beach, filming in all weathers.

Waihi Beach in one of its many moods, setting the scene for Maui Catches the Big Kahuna — **Waihi Beach in one of its many moods**

At the beginning of the video, I am walking up the beach in a howling gale. The inbuilt microphone in the camera was not up to the boisterous elements, so I recorded my voice over the footage in the quiet confines of the studio. It took a lot of coordination, lip synching over the video and tweaks from the technical wizard, Mr Possum, to perfect the timing. The result was near seamless.

Serendipitously, a solitary wind sailing surfer appeared in the background in the middle of filming, which was miraculous. Here was our Maui, photo-bombing the video in a stroke of impeccable timing. He appears in the middle section of the final video, synchronously woven into the poem.

Video capture of wind surfer in Maui Catches the Big Kahuna — **The serendipitous moment the wind surfer appeared**

We did much of the storyboarding in a nearby café, sheltering from lashing wind and rain. As a result of our activities, one of the waitresses there was curious to know what we were up to! After much quaffing of Spy Valley Sauvignon and sampling seafood, we were ready to turn vision into video.

It took months. From inception with the original poem, to the final filmic creation on YouTube, was an inspiring and challenging journey. I enjoyed showcasing the video at a recent Poetry Event at the Pumphouse Theatre. The video is available to view on the blog.

The Origin of Maui Catches the Big Kahuna

No one will ever know the initial prompt – the poem sprung out of a terrible realisation which unfolded as some perverse joke. The reference to the word Kahuna provides a clue. Who did Maui catch, who saw himself as rather important? I followed the vision, as if viewing a film in helpless wonder. So many things fell into place!

The title for the poem literally appeared before me, like smoky writing on a wall. Initially, the poem settled upon me like a pre-migraine weight (only I don’t get migraines); it felt like that fuzzy brain that comes before stormy weather. The Muses churned in the background. Then the body of the poem followed like velvet carpet bombing my mind. I think I wrote it in a day.

The Test Flight with the Dragonflies

I introduced the Dragonflies Writers Workshop in a previous blog, Flight of the Dragonfly, At the next Zoom meeting, I dared to air the poem. It was perfect for the theme of the next session: Myths. I had to dive in. After reading it, the participants reacted with interest and intrigue. They quickly divined there was much more hidden beneath the surface. The truth told in slant, to paraphrase Emily Dickinson, became a topic in itself. The poets in the seclusive Zoom space knew more about the driving force behind Maui than anyone in the outside world! It was like being at confessional, but without the spectre of sin or expiation.

Clothed in the actions of an iconic mythic figure, the poem detailed an incredibly personal journey in which symbolic ciphers will not be decoded for a long time. All I will say is that the poem’s completion determined the difference between life and literary death. Poetry is the lifeline.

Eventually, Maui Catches the Big Kahuna surfaced on the Flights E-journal in Issue Ten. What a journey! The video was a continuation of that journey and followed much later.

And here is the video. Enjoy!

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The Best of Alien Buddha 2023

Here it is! The Best of Alien Buddha 2023 encapsulated in a single volume, showcasing the best authors.

What a surprise! My poem The Reckoning is among an impressive list of works in the Collection. The Best of Alien Buddha is an annual anthology which showcases the brightest talents of any year, and the choice of the Editor. Red sent me a proof including my poem The Reckoning from All Revolutions Begin This Way. All I had to do was nod my approval for editorial purposes. It was an unexpected honour seeing my poem appear among a plethora of works in a Collection of some 400 pages.

The Reckoning first showcased in March 2023 in Alien Buddha Zine #49, as a preview of All Revolutions Begin This Way. It was perhaps a foreshadowing of its later appearance in a compilation of best works.

The Inspiration

The poem came to me while exploring an area in the Waiorongomai Valley, a precipitous incline above the New Era Battery. Daylight was fading as we, intrepid explorers, picked our way down a track designated for ‘fit trampers’. I had to inch my way down backwards. The close proximity of earth, its pungent, loamy odour, and the lack of sunlight provided the materia which eventually forged the poem. I was transported to times and places some 24,000 years ago.

Later, I realised I had become akin to an Oracle, able to view the past and present simultaneously. What I envisaged alluded to some ostensible mystery promulgated by an article of archeological interest in the UK. The writer desired to weave allure around the topic, particularly the significance of ochre smeared bones. In an instant, I had penetrated the veil and saw many lives unraveled before me. The meaning of all the actions of those who lived then, and now, fell into my lap.

A river scene on the way to the New Era Battery, which provided the inspiration for the poem The reckoning — **Setting the scene for The Reckoning**

As Emily Dickinson said, poetry tells the truth in slant. It is not necessary to state bald facts. The implied, the alluded-to, the simile or metaphor, provide welcome descriptive vehicles for poetry. Their meaning becomes all the more cogent and penetrating.

The juxtaposition of time and place between an abandoned gold mine in New Zealand and some far-flung place in Celtic Britain jarred. It could not have been more unlikely – or could it? That is perhaps a question to explore in a future poem.

The Delphic Oracle

Further reading led me to some fascinating discoveries about the Oracle. I began knowing nothing. The descent down the New Era track unearthed dark insights I never knew were possible facts. In the very early days, circa 8th Century BC, there was no temple yet built at Delphi. The Oracle was lowered into a dark earthy pit and there, inhaling sulphureous fumes from the bowels of Gaia, made contact with visions of past and future. I inhaled the raw earth in my descent and connected with the ancient world.

Scenes which lead to the New Era Battery, and which furnished the inspiration behind The Reckoning, published in ABP Best of 2023.

In the realm of mystery there is no separation of time or place. Connections work unhindered and create unexpected magic.

**The poem The Reckoning as it appears in the Best of Alien Buddha**

All Revolutions Begin This Way is available to buy here.

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An Evening of Poetry at the Pumphouse Theatre

The poet Elizabeth Barton at the Pumphouse Theatre.

And what an evening it was! A small but appreciative audience attended my showcase of poetry and videos, presented in an interview style by the ebullient host Mags Delaney.

An evening of poetry at the Pumphouse Theatre with the brilliant host Mags Delaney.

Creative Talks 2024

The Pumphouse Theatre has been hosting a series of creative talks throughout 2024. Creatives from all walks of life have already appeared on stage for the events.

I was thrilled to participate as a poet on the evening of the 20th of May. The Events page of my website announced the occasion in anticipation.

How It All Began

The involvement with The Pumphouse began when I attended a celebration of poetry in October 2023 on the theme of Love, Peace and Protest. As an introduction, I emailed the host with three poems in the hope of reading them at the event. Mags Delaney accepted my work, with the invitation to come to The Pumphouse Theatre in Takapuna.

The Theatre was formerly a water pumping station and has reincarnated as a performing arts venue, its heritage carefully preserved. Situated in Killarney Park overlooking Lake Pupuke, it is an attractive site for all forms of theatre, providing much inspiration. It lies below a secluded street not far from the busy centre of Takapuna. The prominent chimney is visible from the main streets, making the venue easy to find. As we arrived early, we took the opportunity to explore the grounds overlooking the lake.

The Pumphouse Theatre on the shores of Lake Pupuke. — **On the shores of Lake Pupuke**

The Stage is Set

Following an afternoon of poetry performance in the intriguingly situated Coalbunker, Mags invited me to present an evening of my poetry as part of the Creative Talks for 2024. May 2024 was a long way off then, but time flew very quickly. Preparation entailed sending Mags several of my YouTube videos which she cunningly set up as an integrated part of the stage production. It was bound to be an entertaining evening.

We – being my husband and I – planned the outing well in advance, booking a night at the Ibis Hotel in Ellerslie, getting into the mood by arriving early from Te Aroha and checking in comfortably before the evening kicked off. We dined beforehand in the Ibis Café and set out in torrential rain to the Pumphouse in Takapuna. Fortunately, the rain did not deter the number of attendees.

During the course of the evening, one of the videos which roused much interest was Maui Catches the Big Kahuna. The poem originally appeared in Flights Issue 10, courtesy of Flight of the Dragonfly. A blog covers the publication of my poems in that Issue in more detail.

Maui Catches the Big Kahuna, making a splash at the poetry evening.

The video Maui Catches the Big Kahuna featured as part of the Creative Talks poetry evening.

After some forty minutes of poetry readings and video presentations, the audience participated with questions and anecdotes. Afterwards, we gathered for tea and refreshments. A few of the attendees bought copies of my poetry books, Mirrored Time and All Revolutions Begin This Way, which was a happy bonus. While the rain thrashed down, we mingled in the warm seclusive space of the Coalbunker. It was a most enjoyable evening.

Before leaving to face the elements, our delightful host presented me with a small leaving gift. In it was a card expressing her thanks.

A delightful parting gift as a greeting card depicting a Watercolour of the Pumphouse, presented by the host.

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Introducing Alien Buddha Zine #62

The new Alien Buddha Zine #62 came out in May. How time has flown! I have three poems included, two of which have never seen the light of day. They are The Black Sun and Glow Worm Matariki. The third, Shallow Grave is one of my favourite poems and made its debut in an online journal. Somewhere back in the mists of time, Amphora published Our Own Mythologies. Shallow Grave featured in the Issue. Here, it is born anew and correctly titled.
I’m looking forward to reading the publication of Alien Buddha Zine #62! These poems formed part of a suite originally sent to AB Press. I had intended them to form part of a collection Where in the World is the Alien Buddha? The anthology selected one poet from every country. I threw my hat in the ring as I had not yet seen any represented from New Zealand. The editor came back to tell me another New Zealand poet had got there before me. His name was just not yet up in lights, but why not submit to ABZ#62 instead? So, I did.

The First New Zealand Poet

In spite another poet pipping me at the post, I bet I can still safely boast I’m Alien Buddha’s first New Zealand poet. All Revolutions Begin This Way, published in January 2023, preceded the anthology by more than a year. It is unique in its mythic retelling of New Zealand’s gold mining past. As an aside, I am also the first New Zealand poet to have works grace the pages of Flights E-Journal, Hedgehog Poetry Press, The Hooghly Review, and possibly Literary Revelations. The only country yet to publish my oeuvre is New Zealand!

Of course, both Glow Worm Matariki and Shallow Grave have mythic connections with my home country as the reader will discover on opening to page 37 where my poems appear. I won’t let the cat out of the bag just yet! The Black Sun has no direct geographical reference to my place of birth. But its inspiration and esoteric threads are deeply interwoven with my life here.

An excerpt from the featured poem The Black Sun. — **An excerpt from the poem The Black Sun**

Alien Buddha Zine #62 is available on Amazon..

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The Hooghly Review Takes Centre Stage

The Hooghly Review takes centre stage as their latest publication trends on X and Grok crows ‘Global talent takes centre stage’: read it on X.

And what talent! 400 pages of richly inventive work, from playwrights, authors of flash fiction and short stories to poetry. The Hooghly Review is a feast. And it’s all available to read here: The Hooghly Review – Issue 3 — April 2024

I’m very excited to have a new poem included, Icarus Flies. It’s an honour to share my work with a wealth of talent. I managed to squeak in before an early sudden deadline – the Hooghly Review is madly popular and drew an avalanche of submissions. It was a lolly scramble to get work in, let alone accepted.

About the Hooghly Review

The magazine is an exciting new publication from India, with an eclectic approach and international reach. Its popularity is evident from the accolades it attracted in 2023.

I cannot remember how I stumbled upon the Magazine – possibly cruising on X, which is where I usually find networking and publishing opportunities. Prompted by a hunch, I decided to throw my hat in the ring and before long received a friendly email from the editors to say they were willing to take Icarus Flies.

Icarus Flies – What inspired the poem?

The inspiration would make a story in itself! Essentially, it’s a take on the rumours of a Stock Market crash. The hero of the poem, Icarus, is some hapless financier who finds himself down on his luck. Vivid tales of doomed investors leaping from buildings swelled the Internet. My Muses leapt upon the idea, galvanized by the discovery that Sappho was not only a celebrated poet who supposedly threw herself from atop a cliff. She is also a little known asteroid who maps the heavens with clues for the vicissitudes of the Stock Market. She is the fear and loathing creeping in the collective consciousness governing the impulse to strew ruination in finance. The Muses relished the idea – and being Greek in looks and temperament, got to work.

The Muses’ Torment

For a week my Muses harangued me with chortling ribaldry. It was the underpants scene, I’m sure. Imagine two Muses, dressed in flowing chitons and gleaming curls, sashaying into my studio, snorting with suppressed laughter. Like girls. The banter between them generated the poetic material.

I had no peace until I wrote the last stanza of the poem, by which time I was equally mirthful. It’s not that the poem is especially funny. But the Muses have a quirky humour which is impossible to describe. Except that it’s madly infectious and by the end I saw the joke. Sappho is by some divine prank the instigator of the consequences of financial greed. The lovers’ leap so beloved of the poet takes on a bizarre new meaning.

Without further ado, I present the poem as it appears in Issue 3:

And finally on an upbeat note, one of my poetry heroes, Sanjeev Sethi, sang praises for my poem.

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Remembrance – a Sestina

Reflections upon a poem

Remembrance is the title of an introspective Sestina I was inspired to compose. The impetus to create a Sestina was Philip Muir, who is the brains behind Poetry Meetup and Workshop in Auckland.

As I had never attempted a Sestina, he soon provided the catalyst to try the form. I used a template he suggested. I chose the six keywords which combined, provide the basis of an unconventional poetic idea: truth, thought, nostalgia, reflection, beauty and death. Soon, I uncovered a world in itself woven with concepts which effortlessly unfolded. It was as if I had found the poem under a hedgerow, and all I had to do was reveal its content, teasing it from the bramble in which it was hidden.

In the words of a fellow poet

Having completed the work to a sufficient level of satisfaction, I sent Philip a copy. Below is his reply. A fabulous wordsmith, Philip shed fresh light upon my thoughts which stimulate further enquiry and stand on their own:

‘I’ve read through Remembrance a few times and find it very moving as a whole. It certainly invokes the feeling of timelessness that in many ways defines remembrance. It really is a perfect topic to fit into a sestina, with the constant restatement of the 6 key words emphasizing their importance, and the different contexts in each stanza demonstrating the many ways that those core concepts can influence us when we take a moment to actually pause and remember.

The Key Word

I’ve found that the first key word used in a sestina imposes itself as the key word throughout the poem. The same is true (excuse the pun) in this one. My first thought when seeing that you had used the word ‘truth’ was that it was quite jarring with the concept of remembrance, because I have always seen remembrance as a subjective experience in which truth is not a primary concern.

Life, death and sacrifice

This is especially relevant if that person’s death was for us, so their life is so much a part of us. This could apply to remembrance of war or any other situation, such as a person sacrificing their life or their health in service of another, and in the even bigger picture, Jesus dying. This has fundamentally changed my view towards what remembrance is.

In conclusion; truth, thought, nostalgia, reflection, beauty, death. I think reading this poem would impact any reader.’

The final journey to publication

Once complete, Remembrance was originally offered to Hedgehog Poetry Press as part of the Cult of the Spiny Hog Challenge, Looking Out, Peering In. Unfortunately, the project never materialised – who knows? It may one day appear.

Later, the poem formed part of my Collection All Revolutions Begin This Way, available here. Its mood perfectly fits the nature of the many journeys in the work.

The poem Remembrance

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Spillwords Presents Rain in Pirongia

The long awaited Rain in Pirongia is my latest poem to appear on Spillwords Press. It concerns legends of the mysterious Patupaiarehe which are a living part of New Zealand’s history and lore. Spillwords has beautifully captured the idea of the poem in the image above.

The Patupaiarehe Find a Voice

Pirongia is visible from Te Aroha and provided the material for the poem. Inspiration came one evening when walking by the Mokena Geyser, I caught a glimpse of the misty outline of Mt Pirongia in the far distance. The air was sharp and touched with the expectation of rain. The mood of winter descended upon me and the first impressions for a poem stirred. The place is evocative and rich in the ancient world of the Patupaiarehe who are said to dwell there.

The mountains of the Waikato, including Te Aroha, conceal the magical world of these mysterious peoples. Their preferred abode is the mountains, as the local bushmen will tell you. Once, when exploring the slopes of Maungakawa, I caught a glimpse of them. Strange figures appeared fleeting and silvery in my peripheral vision.

**A drawing,** **Dream Thicket, is a visual depiction of the elusive Patupaiarehe**

The Patupaiarehe are familiar to locals, who have heard their singing and flute song on the slopes of Te Aroha when on early morning walks high on the mountain.

A wealth of material is available about the Patupaiarehe on YouTube. This video is a personal favourite and captures the atmosphere of stories told around the camp fire. Here, ancient threads weave through the family history of the story teller, Tom Roa:

Waka Huia explores the Spiritual Beings of the Mist and their connection with Pirongia

The mighty Spillwords Press

Spillwords.com was the first e-zine to publish my poetry. The indefatigable Editor-in-Chief, Dagmara K, is a long-time supporter. You may find more about my work on Spillwords here.

After announcing the imminent publication of Rain in Pirongia, I knew the editors or art directors would choose the perfect image to accompany the poem. I could hardly contain my delight when it appeared. The picture of the night sky perfectly captures the spiritual presence of my subject. And here it is.

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Flight of the Dragonfly

The Flight of the Dragonfly Poetry Journal is the creation of two UK poets, Barbara Mercer and Darren Beaney. I stumbled upon the Flight of the Dragonfly and E-Journal on X, my go-to place to network all things poetry. Aptly named, the collaboration entails Spoken Word events held in Brighton and Zoom workshops, in which I became involved. It began in November 2022 when I put forward my name to read my poem The Miner’s Triumph at their online Spoken Word. Afterwards, I joined the Flights Writers and thus began the journey through numerous workshops and publication with the Flights E-Journal.

Fly Dragonfly Airways!

The workshops involve a 12 hour difference as the participants are all UK based. I’m the only foreigner! It’s like international travel but without jetlag. As I sit in a predawn gloom still clad in pyjamas, I converse with poets and watch the evening sun pour in through the windows of their homes and offices. A feast of accents flavour the discussions. I’m in England! Poetry – about maps, travel through exotic lands and unlikely adventures – become a conveyance of flight. A virtual airplane; a dragonfly of supernatural import!

Flights E-Journal

Inspired by a mid-winter stay at Okoroire Springs near Tirau, I wrote Alone at Dusk. It is a dreamy contemplation set within the womb-like enclave of secluded hot pools for which Okoroire is famous. To reach them, one must walk through a long forest path to a gate, whereupon an electronic key admits the visitor to the inner sanctum at the bottom of fern-lined steps. I sank into the inviting warmth, steam floating above the dark water, and gazed at the sapphire sky, Venus a bright sentinel above a line of trees. After a while, all the other bathers left and I was alone to journey in spirit as all poets do. Night softly descended. I spent two hours in heavenly solitude.

Sharing the poem on the Flight’s platform becomes a voyage, inviting visitors from abroad to partake in the magical Okoroire Springs – through words where one may sink one’s virtual body in the womb-like warmth of the Springs without leaving their living room. Or inspired, perhaps one day to travel in person to the very place.

**A view of the magical Okoroire Springs from the nearby Waihou River.**

Issue 10

Alone at Dusk is one of three poems published in Issue 10 of the Flights E-journal, which may be found here, and winged their way into the world in October 2023.

The Shape of Bliss

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The Making of Mirrored Time

Mirrored Time the new poetry collection by Elizabeth Barton.

Much inspiration lies behind my new collection of poems. Mirrored Time has a plethora of meanings, encompassing time as memory and myth. Mirrored Time is the title of the opening poem and reflects the whole work in a fabric of temporal markers. The past as myth, the future as dreams and hope, form a clockwork of symbolic journeys. Thus began the poetic quest.

Time as a Mirror

Mirrored Time is a recurring theme in my life. The future echoes the present, the prescience of future events arises from the remembered past. Within that framework lies a unique journey, an understanding of the world and one’s place in it – a hero’s journey. These ideas may have arisen from knowing that I’ve always been ‘different’ and had to find my own way in life. The hero’s journey is an idea which began in antiquity but is equally alive in the present.

Mirrored Time was a natural choice as the title of my pamphlet and refers to a dream I had when I was nineteen. In the dream, Te Aroha was my home, where I lived to a great old age. After I had died, I wandered as a ghost through the historic Domain and the mountain beyond. The mountain became my spiritual abode. I spent my childhood in nearby Matamata and then left home to travel and live abroad. I never imagined I would indeed live in Te Aroha, as my dream foretold.

An iconic clock with backward hands features in the Edwardian Domain playground, the heart of Te Aroha. This play clock perfectly pictures the idea of time travel. Or the prescience of dreams, which I wove into my poem. The poem announces the dream world in the movement of clouds, bringing the idea of sleep and dreams through the idea of a feathered duvet. Within the feathered nest of dreams, it is possible to travel to the future. Or the past.

The Retelling of Myths

The past recurs in the poetry as excursions into Classical and Celtic myth, woven around a personal Mythos of self-discovery. For example, Adonis typifies such an experience. New discoveries lead to discernment and wisdom. The rejection of certain norms draws a line between what belongs to oneself and what doesn’t, what feels right and true. Or false. In such cases, an old world recedes, and a new world awaits – as the poems Double Take and Lunar Eclipse describe. Conversely, other poems reflect a fascination with myths as story-telling, whether ancient or modern, particularly the consequences of lust – as The Moth and Pasiphae reveal.

Time and Wisdom

It takes time to acquire wisdom; time is a luxury and necessity to allow us all we wish in our allotted life. Accordingly, discernment instigates greater attention to the heart’s desire which the flagship poem, The Miner’s Triumph, amply demonstrates. It reveals how death perenially looms but recedes in the courageous embrace of one’s heart’s desire. Similarly, Christmas Voyage echoes themes of yearning and fulfilment, sidestepping death in the moment time ceases. Finally, the poem Solaris, named after the 2002 film, makes love the ultimate victor over death. The poem, which ‘glows like a posy in a window’, refers to Dylan Thomas’ great work And Death Shall Have No Dominion. The quote forms the backdrop to the film’s meaning. I made it my own by imagining myself as the poet returning from the dead to hear his poem. So life is not bound by death; it becomes illusory.

The Miner’s Triumph

Originally filmed in the Waiorongomai Valley, the flagship poem, The Miner’s Triumph, is part of my youtube collection. It appeared as part of an online poetry event: https://elizabeth-barton.co/events/

The Miner’s Triumph is the flagship poem of Mirrored Time.

In conclusion, they say at the moment of death, life flies before one’s view. The collection Mirrored Time encapsulates a parallel experience, forged shortly after my mother’s death. The work belongs to a period of my life when a diverse collection of poetry flowed from a single stream.

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The Unveiling of Mirrored Time

Gasp! My long-awaited poetry collection Mirrored Time is about to go live with the Cover Reveal. Now you can step into the holy of holies and experience a halo moment with my much-awaited poetry collection. While sainthood is elusive, an engaging and uplifting spiritual sojourn is in the offing. All good things come to those who wait.

‘There is Something Almost Mythical’

The cover design perfectly encapsulates the mythos of the poetry. I chanced upon the image back in the mists of time when discussing publication with the Editor. But even more exciting is the inside cover photograph, chosen by Mark Davidson. His comments have a touch of the poetic: “There is something almost mythical about Elizabeth’s poetry, and when she chose the image, it was perfect in every sense, so there was little at all for me to add … The inner cover (below) also picked up on the hazy brightness of it all …”

A field of sunflowers drenched in the rays of a setting sun creates a suitably anticipatory atmosphere, setting the mood and drawing the reader into a magical world. The published version hides the gorgeous image behind a clutch of previews.

I can’t wait to see my book in print. Mirrored Time garnered joint Winner in the 2020 poetry competition White Label – Cinq. News first bubbled about my success here.. No, it wasn’t a Delphic Oracle – it’s now happening!

The Official Release Date of Mirrored Time

The book will also be available on Amazon Worldwide, and the official release date is the 1^st of September 2023. But you can buy a signed copy directly from me much sooner. And cheaper. With Mirrored Time, the reader will receive a selection of greeting cards featuring images of my art – the cards are left blank for your own message. I am happy to post abroad to poetry lovers in the UK and elsewhere, within the bounds of reason, I am not completely a hermit – you can reach me on my contact page. An exciting reading experience awaits you – as the publisher said, ‘This collection is one I am eager to hold’.

Greeting Cards with art by Elizabeth Barton — **The greeting cards**

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