Wystan Curnow (born February 13, 1939), New Zealand

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  • As the cheese ad says, good things take time. Our latest venture was 31 years in the making. We’re delighted to have worked with Wystan Curnow, Phil Dadson and Te Uru to produce the lost issue of Splash, originally intended for publication in 1987.. Splash was a journal edited by Wystan Curnow, Roger Horrocks, Tony Green and Judi Stout and produced “unofficially” through the English
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  • See also Bill Pearson, "The Maori and Literature," Essays on New Zealand Literature, Ed Wystan Curnow, Auckland, Heinemann, 1973, 126-137; John Beston, "Witi Ihimaera, Maori novelist in a changing society," Commonwealth: Essays and Studies, Vol 3. (1977-78), 19-20.

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  • 2016-11-1 · (7) Allen Curnow, New Zealand Literature: The Case for a Working Definition, in Essays on New Zealand Literature, ed. by Wystan Curnow (Auckland: Heinemann Educational Books, 1973), p. 141. (8) See Jim and Mary Barrs When Art Made the Headlines (Wellington: National Art Gallery, 1987) for a history of controversies related to the visual arts
  • Wystan Curnow, ‘High Culture in a Small Province’, in Essays on New Zealand Literature, ed. Wystan Curnow (Auckland: Heinemann, 1973), 155. Curnow also enjoyed a close friendship and working partnership with poet/critic Leigh Davis, who had been one of his students in the English Department and an editor of And .
  • Te Tangi a te Matuhi, ed. by Wystan Curnow and Leigh Davis (Auckland: Jack Books, 1999). Includes material by Wirangi Pera, Stephen Bambury, Wystan Curnow, Te Kooti Arikirangi Te Turuki, Haare Williams, and John Reynolds, plus three works by Leigh Davis: Dont take my word for it, Throw, and Station of Earth-bound Ghosts-The Plans; also a
  • Problems and responses of three New Zealand poets in the 1920s / W.S. Broughton --New Zealand poetry and the Depression / Terry Sturm --Wellington and the Fifties : the true voice of feeling / Kendrick Smithyman --The goodly roof : some comments on the fiction of Frank Sargeson / R.A. Copland --Allen Curnows poetry : notes towards a criticism

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  • 2021-1-20 · modifier - modifier le code - modifier Wikidata Wystan Curnow (né Wystan Tremayne Le Cren Curnow né à Christchurch en 1939) est un poète, critique littéraire, directeur de collection et commissaire dexpositions néo-zélandais[1], depuis 2005, il est compagnon du New Zealand Order of Merit[2].

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