'Enough' The boy coughed as he and his father walked down the cobbled street. ‘Enough,’ the father said, and rested his hand on his son’s shoulder. But the pleading in his voice and the darkness that had come to nestle underneath his eyes wasn’t enough, and the boy coughed again. The cough rattled in the father’s ears like an empty mosque. The boy coughed again and this cough rose up from the street, over the rows of orange roofs. The cough joined with other coughs, the coughs of a thousand whistling and wheezing children, and the father realised nothing would ever be enough, that he would never again experience that truly restful sleep he had once so blindly bathed in. Enough is a book about moving to the South Island, about the gestation of a difficult second book, about teaching writing, about imagining other lives from their Internet traces, about the aging of loved ones, and about looking forward. Disarmingly direct and apparently artless, Enough delivers on the promise of Louise Wallace’s acclaimed debut, Since June.
Louise Wallace can start a poem in the “real” world, then take it off to somewhere else entirely. She’s not afraid of “odd” and she has this great weird syntax which can really disrupt a poem and change all that’s gone before. These are marvellous poems.
LOUISE WALLACE grew up in Gisborne, recently spent three years in Nelson, and has now returned to Wellington. She was awarded the Biggs Prize for Poetry in 2008, has had poems published in New Zealand, Australia and Germany, and also featured in The Best of Best New Zealand Poems. During the past five years she has taught creative writing at Massey University, Wellington, and Nelson Marlborough Institute of Technology (NMIT). Her first collection, Since June, was published in 2009.