Christchurch lies on the edge of the Canterbury Plains bounded by the Cashmere Hills the home of Kahukura - Red Cloak of the Sky - to the east and the Southern Alps to the west. Even in the heart of winter, hot winds come and Kahukura rises from the Cashmere Hills and fans out, red hued across the sky, forming the Nor'West Arc. This collection of poetry tells the tale of growing up, living and dreaming here in this place - where twilight burns the sky. "This is New Zealand poetry at its finest. The imagery is strong and violent yet suprisingly beautiful. These poems sound good. They strike a raw nerve." Naomi Edwards, Canta "Kathleen weaves together te ao mauri and her experiences of te ao wairua - giving resonance to the multiple feathers worn by manu kaitiaki kōtuku. Whether you wade in the foreshore or seek the heights of fligth Kathleen's poetic kōtrto will find you whispering āe tika - I understand." Te Awhina Arahanga
