Friday, 13 February 2026

Three Poems by Topher Shields

 






Already in Use


tahi | The Condition Is Already in Place

 

The sky sits low

above the field line.

no rain.

not yet dusk.

 

The tima stands

where it was left,

handle leaning into oneparaumu,

tines half-unearthed—

soil pressed to metal.

 

Light falls—

steady as dust

on the gatepost,

the rim of the bucket,

the back of the hand

washed but unlifted.

 

Time does not arrive.

It is already in use:

in the slow tightening

of the clothesline,

in the fence’s tilt

toward the house,

in the delay

before the wind shifts.

 

The wire hums

though no hand has touched it.

 

Earth turns.

Still turning.

 

Mutu ana.

 

No answer.


 

rua | Learning Without Instruction

 

The hands know before the mind

which knot will hold,

which joint will slip,

which weight belongs left,

which must stay right.

 

The same needle threads

the same tear

in the same cloth,

until the seam

holds.

 

The thumb curls under.

 

The wire is pulled tight

after every third turn.

 

The body leans

into the motion

before the thought arrives.

 

In the pattern of calluses,

the adjustment of stance,

the tool fitting into the hollow

of the palm

without being named.

 

Again and again—

the body keeps it. 


 

toru | What Comes After

 

The hand no longer pauses

between stitch and pull.

 

The needle passes

through the same

invisible seam.

 

The knot holds

without being watched.

 

Light thins.

The floor cools.

 

The tools rest māmā

in the palm,

no longer new,

no longer resisted.

 

A fraction of hau

catches

before it gives.

 

The room settles.

The hand continues.


This submission consists of three linked poems (tahi, rua, toru), presented as a cohesive triptych exploring embodied knowledge, process, and continuance without instruction.


 




Topher Shields is a poet from Aotearoa New Zealand. His work explores embodied inheritance, material ritual, and the quiet architectures of labour and land. He writes at the intersection of silence and structure, where repetition becomes knowledge and restraint becomes

His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Puerto del Sol, The Shore, Cordite Poetry Review, Santa Clara Review, DIALOGIST, The Bangalore Review, and elsewhere. He was recently a finalist for the River Heron Poetry Prize.

He is currently developing a manuscript concerned with industrial ancestry, landscape as living archive, and the ethics of naming.


 


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