SHELLEY MARIE MATHER

 

Welcome

Kathryn Gilkison

skal@xtra.co.nz.

 

 

 

John

 

 

The amount of love and support we have received from family, friends and strangers, continues to amaze and overwhelm me.

 

I have written a collection of poetry, which gives a voice to some of my feelings around the loss of Shelley and the whole process from setting off to find her, bringing her home and attempting to cope with this loss in my life. It is also a kind of thank you and gift to those people who have been moved by Shelley’s death.   If you have accessed this web site, some of these words will be for you.  I also feel compelled to  call on us all, as part of the global family, to seek ways, other than war, to sort out our differences and to acknowledge that each death affects someone’s family somewhere.

 

The book is available exclusively from the Women’s Bookshop, 105 Ponsonby Road, Auckland, N.Z.   It is available on line, world-wide via their web site: www.womensbookshop.co.nz    The price is NZ $19.95 incl gst.

 

All profits for the book sale will be donated to Amnesty International an organization Shelley supported. Below is a copy of the cover and a couple of the poems, which might give you some idea of the book.

DIOR EYES

 

riding in a Mercedes

touring the South Island

 

my roots

my birthplace

 

looking through my Dior eyes

 

your eyes

your Diors

                                 

looking through your Dior  eyes

 

I drink you in

feel you here

 

glimpses of you

flash vivid

 

the laugh

the look

 

my beautiful girl

 

the world is bleak

without you in it

 

looking out through my Dior eyes

 

awash with tears

I weep for you

 

my beautiful girl

my darling daughter

 

riding in a Mercedes – eyes shut

I see you my beautiful girl.

 

 

LETTERS TO SHELLEY     

                                        

I am becoming

technically adept

(unlikely though that is)

 

 I am saving all your emails                                                              

burning them to cd

 

they just

stopped

 

after your Glastonbury  Tales

 

and I hate that

 

I have them all

three years of connectedness

         

and nary a grumble

 

I said I would ring you

on the weekend

 

there wasn’t  one

 

your voicemail still works

 

I sometimes call

 

I will keep writing too

 

I can’t bear it to end

 

 

Kathryn

 

 

 

Tributes to

 

Shelley

 

 

 

Those who

 

were  murdered

 

with Shelley

 

 

 

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