"Riddell’s great strength is his positive view of human existence."
- Capital Times

Ron Riddell

A selection of publications by Ron Riddell are now available for purchase on the site.

Planet Haiku PDF Print E-mail

Planet Haiku by Ron Riddellplanet-haiku

My new collection of short poetry has been about five to six years in the making, following my first sustained attempts at haiku writing in late 2001, early 2002. Writing haiku is a very exacting discipline and I have learned a lot about the challenges of the "process" over the last few years.

The book has an introduction by my old friend, Denys Trussell, writer, raconteur, conservationist, poet and musician. It also has an afterword, by my friend and colleague, Ban'ya Natsuiashi, who is founder and director of the World Haiku Association. I am honoured that their fine words are able to accompany the texts of the haiku.

The book itself spans the years 2002-2008, during which time I have attended many international poetry festivals in different parts of the world.

The sequences of haiku in the book track the various journeys I made to attend these festivals. They are, in many ways, echos of the joys of these wonderful poetic experiences. But they are more than this also and if you want to find out more, please watch this space or send me a message.

 
Azul Amarillo PDF Print E-mail

Azul amarillo (Blue Yellow) by Ron Riddellazul

The first Selected Poems (1973 - 2006) by a New Zealand author to be published in Spain.
This is a book full of the colour of the natural world of New Zealand and its abundance of rivers, mountains, seals and penguins. In celebration of the songs of birds and flowers, the poetry of Ron Riddell rekindles a spirit of devotion for the natural world and for thoughtful contemplation. The extensive bibliography of this poet, which includes such significant titles as Breathing Space (1986) and El Milagro de Medellín (2002), covers a stylistic range that is reflected in the best of contemporary poetry. This is poetry to be read in front of a still pool in the river or in the shade of an ancient tree. Azul amarillo is published in a handsome bi-lingual Spanish - English edition. This is the first book by Ron Riddell to be published in Spain. It is a book to be seen by the ears and heard by the eyes. No reader will regret the journey through these beautiful lines.

This new bi-lingual collection was launched at Pataka Museum, Porirua, New Zealand by Rolando Olmedo in September 2007. Readings in English and Spanish were made to the accompaniment of music by Bryan James. Ron Riddell then went on to answer questions from the audience and discuss his book.

ISBN 978-84-7785-785-3

$NZ 30.00

 


 
Ron Riddell's First Novel PDF Print E-mail

The Greek Letter by Ron Riddellgreek-letter

The first novel by Ron to be published.
A man loses his memory on an Auckland bus. His father goes missing-in-action during the Battle of Crete. A quest for lost identity begins - of the son and of the father. How do their roads converge?
The mystery of the Greek letter holds a key, to the discovery of these identities, to reconciliation, to new bonds of love and hope.

"As a memoir of a lost identity and a new ground of being to come home to, The Greek Letter is a thoughtful book. It is a story where heart and head thrash out the story that is the making of the personal myth; that in the end says who
we are going to be. On another level it is also a story that makes observations and asks questions of the political psyche of a society of which it is part. That said, it is foremost a story which remains faithful to the art of storytelling and
the inherent fascination of fictions. There is an openness of feeling, an integrity of vision..., as well as some very sharp evocations of place, that make The Greek Letter a good, fascinating read."

- Michael Harlow

ISBN 978-0-9582801-0-5

$NZ 30.00

 

 

  I

Ground Zero

I woke with a start as the bus shuddered to a halt. A pale, watery light drifted down to the shops on either side of the street. I looked at them in wonder. Where could I be? There was a cautionary sign above the driver's seat: On no account should passengers converse with the driver while this vehicle is in motion. I hesitated, stumbling forward as the bus drove away from the lights.

"Excuse me, driver. Could you tell me where I am?"

"Great North Road, mate."

"Oh, right... thanks," I stammered, and retreated to my seat.

The words "Great North Road" echoed blankly through my mind. "Great North Road?" Where could this be? Where did it lead? The road north. But which way was that? I gripped the metal frame of the seat in front of me. My head throbbed with pain and confusion. Thoughts came and went: senseless, random. "Get off at the next stop," an inner voice commanded.

I tugged at the exit-rope and waited for the bus to stop. We had travelled some distance from the place called Great North Road. This in itself did not bother me. If I had lost my bearings there, maybe it would be the place in which to rediscover them? Something there, some sign, some clue, shining in the light of a window or street lamp, would perhaps be able to help me. Darkness enveloped me as I stepped down from the bus. I watched as it pulled away up the street. I noticed the eyes of the passengers and their auras of domestic certainty. Their bus sailed on, like a brightly-lighted ship through the dimming western skies.

Overhead, streaks of crimson were splashed against a slate of deep ultramarine. The stars appeared one by one. All was quiet. I looked up and down the street. Not a sign of life. The street lamps stood like sentinels; guarding the rows of wooden bungalows that ran each side of the road. After the stuffiness of the bus, I was grateful for the cool night air; its bitter-sweet taste of eucalyptus, jasmine and wattle. I pointed myself in the direction of the shops on Great North Road, the lights of which I could still see glowing in the distance.

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