Yurt report

The Free House Yurt was bulging with poets and the poetically inclined. It was warm and it smelt of yak hair. Five local poets and two itinerant poet-editors read their own and others' work selected for and from the wonderful Essential New Zealand Poems and from their own drawers and published works. This was last night. We forgot to take a camera, but here's evidence that there was a lot of friendly signing going on.