Rebecca Hawkes

Rebecca Hawkes grew up on a sheep and beef farm near Methven in the high country heart of Te Waipounamu, Aotearoa. She paints raw lamb racks strung with pearls, writes about queer rural idyll and beastly romantics, and is starting an MFA in poetry at the University of Michigan. Her debut poetry collection MEAT LOVERS was unleashed by AUP in 2022, winning Best First International Collection in the UK-based Laurel Prize and shortlisted for a Lambda literary award. She is a co-editor of online journal Sweet Mammalian and the climate poetry anthology No Other Place To Stand. Rebecca's chapbook ‘Softcore Coldsores’ and 'Hardcore Pastorals' can be found in AUP New Poets 5 and Cordite, respectively.


Picture me pure centaur, sure astride my chestnut steed, the both of us wild maned and pacing with untamed grace, synchronised limbs most undeniably stallioned among the ungulates. In the city I can swing this vision – hot to trot …

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A tribute track for the Topp Twins nobody can be afraid of you if you are good enough at yodelling they will be too perplexed by those mesmeric ululations to scorn the shaggy mullets traditional to our people the flannel …

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What Blooms Beneath a Blood-Red Sky: A Year in Aotearoa Poetry

Poetry is booming in Aotearoa, and nobody can quite say why. What’s stirring our blood in the plague years / this sixth mass extinction / our deteriorating climate of political and literal atmospheres?

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Hardcore Pastorals: Poems by Rebecca Hawkes

so much suckling frothy spittle and grunt

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