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10 thoughts on “Te Kaihau: The Windeater

  1. says:

    A collection of short stories by Keri Hulme. Having enjoyed The Bone People I decided to try this collection and wasn’t disappointed. The stories are certainly experimental and at times could be described as having elements of magic realism. A wide variety of styles makes this feel like a collection by several writers. Hulme is part Maori and the culture and influence comes through. This collection has been criticised for being negative, violent and even horrific. Well guess what: this isn’t sanitised culture for the rugby field, it speaks of oppression and injustice and of the many Maoris at the edge of society in New Zealand. Hulme’s voice is strong and her feminism shines through as well:
    “I remember the words and I remember the sting, and I still hate all that shit, men being tapu, and women being noa. Don’t eat here; don’t put your head there. Don’t hang your clothes higher than the men’s; never get up and talk on the marae. ‘Our women don’t talk out front,’ you said. ‘Arawa women speak only from behind their men.’ And you wonder why I went city?”
    Themes of death, dying and maiming may seem bleak but there is a very strong and physical connection to the natural world which feels very much like a character in many of the stories.
    Inevitably the writing has a strong poetic content as Hulme is also a poet:
    “What can I say to you?
    That is clean, new, untrammeled,
    Free from smears and fresh from mother tongue?
    and the rain is all around
    a pin to skewer a cloak of flesh.
    “solitary tall hills,
    Sometimes walk, sometimes meet”
    {Sacred knob/holy top/Puketapu}
    And from ancient halls mounds vestibules
    Spinning out of the golden past
    Sommmetimes the resonance of words,
    Naming”
    Isolation and alienation are also important themes.
    I may not seem to be selling this too well but these are remarkable and haunting stories which stand well with some of the greatest short story writers.


  2. says:

    4.5/5

    I've run into my fair share of those who profess an interest, bordering on a devotion to in some, experimental writing. It's hard to take any of them seriously when I'm the only one of my Goodreads circle to have added, read, and reviewed, in that order, this work. In the interest of thoroughness, the reviewers that usually head the lists of the standard definition of experimental (a paradox if there ever was one, but that hasn't stopped the worshipers of the demographically conforming), so unless some are buried in the bowels of a rather small number of overtly interested readers, the only conclusion to be made is that, somehow, this book by a Man Booker winner has passed everyone by. Same shit, different day, but Rome wasn't built in a single iteration of such.

    Good luck trying to pin down what any of these are about, exactly. Here, you have poetry, a screen play, practically ubiquitous stream of consciousness, fantasy, sci fi (you could displace those last two into magical realism, but I prefer to think about them as a decentering of the Euro consciousness), bildungsroman, horror, mystery, horror mystery in the line of Hitchcock, all of it whirled together in some of the most carbuncularly dense yet deftly incisive prose I've read in a long time. The stories are more ghastly than anything else, what with their reoccuring themes of violence, disability, abject poverty, disintegration of the psyche once cut off from the natural world, the disintegration of the body when subjected to the natural world, animals being led to the slaughter, domestic abuse, suppression of the people's right to protest, settler state abuse, and any manner of way in which human beings are isolated via amputation. There's very little closure, even less social connection, and any motivation for plot usually births entirely from the single (?) first person narrator's slow devolution into rambling obsession and/or speedy succumbing to an overwhelming wave of something outside themselves: rarely human, never nice.

    Those who've read The Bone People may be pleased to know that these pages contain a portion of the past of the character of the mysterious child. Others who have not yet but plan on reading the Booker win may think they should consequently avoid this in case of spoilers, but Hulme is not a writer I'll consider to concentrate most, if any of her authorial worth in the form of a few somewhat convoluted plot points. Yet a third group who has had no contact whatsoever with the much more decorated novel will be free to decide without bibliographical bias whether this admittedly monstrous yet equally powerful collection is worth chasing down. As I said before, abandon hope of narrowing anything down. A better grasp than mine on New Zealand and Māori in yet another iteration of the colonialist tradition would most assuredly help, especially with regards to the indigenous vocabulary that mixes into view as much as it did in TBP. Still, that doesn't solve the ever present confusion of what time, place, gender, age, and even species the first person narrator is operating from. You may make your assumptions, but beware: any determination necessarily limits your experience of the experimental, and we wouldn't want that, now would we.

    For those obsessed with finding books to fulfill eclectic requirements for various reading challenges, Keri Hulme is Māori, asexual, and aromantic. I could pretend use one or all of these characteristics in tandem as paradigms for analysis, but eh. I'm more concerned with those out there who have a hard time seeing themselves in writing and even more so in literature. This is timely because Hulme, much like Roy, has been promising second/third (twinned works, apparently) novels for some time now. The fact that the latter has recently committed for a publication next year gives hope for the sooner rather than later output of this other unorthodox Man Booker winner.


  3. says:

    This is a collection of experimental short stories from the New Zealand author of The Bone People. The stories are full of Hulme's sense of the beauty of New Zealand, along with her awareness of human alienation from the environment.
    From the environmental point of view, the story that most stood out for me was:

    One Whale Singing - a pregnant woman in a boat, a pregnant whale in the water. The woman argues with her pompous partner about whether humans are really superior to other creatures. She feels that our ability to make artifacts, rather than indicating superior intellectual abilities, in fact demonstrates our inferiority, our lack of a real ecological niche, our total alienation from nature. Meanwhile the whale is having a wonderful time, in total harmony with the waters around her.

    All these stories are beautifully written, with real insight and awareness. They are also very thought provoking and refuse to give the reader the satisfaction of a real conclusion, which reflects life.


  4. says:

    She's an excellent writer but I felt I needed to understand the types of people and the situations she was writing about, and I didn't (in many cases). So in a lot of these stories I felt at a loss.


  5. says:

    An impressive collection of short stories that deserves to be far more widely known and read! I cannot claim to have understood all and enjoyed some more than others (inevitable in any collection) and there is quite a wonderful variety in tone, style, theme, even format. My favorites were ‘One Whale, Singing’ and ‘A Drift in Dream.’


  6. says:

    I'm a well trained reader, but these stories were a struggle for me, which I mostly did not win. I wanted to love them, because I had so loved The Bone People. Instead I found myself too often perplexed by whose voice I was hearing, sort of like eavesdropping on a windy beach where the words were snatched away by the wind. Another thing which perplexed me was the focus on amputation in many of the stories, which I will not enumerate the titles thereof because it would mean rereading them, or even their introductory paragraphs. There is a deep sense of colonized hopelessness here, something I encounter in Silko, Erdrich. Language that gets stopped up behind clenched teeth until it is released in spurts. And then there is the intrusion of cinematography, the modern notion that somewhere there is a machine watching and recording all the nuances of lives. The distressing part of this in the stories is the use of television speak about close ups and pans and what have you, distressing because it is yet another linguistic barrier for this reader who does not sit with grips, best boys or whathaveyous. NZ English, words in Maori, unfamiliar fauna and flora and the mind begins to balk, my mental capacity straining in uphill comprehension. I read a Tally of the Souls of Lost Sheep, definitely a horror film, written as a cinematic script, and I am horrified. I read One Whale Singing where a woman is relieved to have been thrown into the ocean rather than have her overly solicitous husband silence her one more time. Planetesimal reminded me of Peter S. Beagle, and drugscapes of a former era. hooks and Feelers was the most notable story about amputation, obvious a hand was sacrificed. I am not sure how the mother being a potter fit in because the story leaves one feeling as if something was cut off. Effective and unpleasant, sort of like the hook. The next story, title in Maori which I dare not transcribe is one of the few that are hopeful, where singing from a hearts desire is sometimes more important than technical performance. A Nightsong for the Shining Cuckoo also involves amputation, and I can't say I understood it. The Cicadas of Summer is another kind of horror story, a sense of dread like insects song throughout. A sense of exhaustion set in by the final stories and I am not sure that I can pull myself through the title piece, a swimmer exhausted by a rip tide of confusing currents.


  7. says:

    Te Kaihau is a group of short stories, prose, and poems by author Keri Hulme, who is probably best known for The Bone People. First and foremost, this is nothing like The Bone People and it would be unwise to pick this group of stories up and expect the same thing. The writing here is mostly experimental. Often times there are under-developed thoughts, sentence fragments, moments where things are unclear, and it is often impossible to fully engage with or connect to the characters. Although it is a medium sized collection (234-ish pages), I also believe that most readers may only like three or four of the stories it contains. And that isn't a problem because I feel as if the text is asking readers to think and form opinions, which can include disliking some of what is written.

    I particularly enjoyed "One Whale, Singing" due to its discussion of science versus art, as well as some of its commentary and thoughts on humanity. It also seemed to fit in with Maori themes that I have seen in other readers because the whale is so linked with the Maori cosmology. While a shorter piece, it is one that I find to be a stand out from the group.

    "While My Guitar Gently Sings" was not one of my 'favorite' pieces but was one of the pieces that offered a lot of cultural insight--includes health issues, taboos, a sense of Maori tradition, a strong connection to place and identity, as well as presented some insights into how a person may/may not feel a part of a community.

    The titular story "The Windeater" was also interesting. I think I will leave you with one of the last lines:


    It all depends
    on what story
    you hear


  8. says:

    after reading the bone people, with its themes of drunkeness and violence, i was disappointed to find the same themes in all of these short stories. i really like the writing style, but too much sadness.


  9. says:

    I really enjoy Keri Hulme's style of writing, although I do think it works better in novel form. Her style of mysterious, visceral, spiritual prose requires I bit more time to really understand what is going on. In my opinion, at least. But still, some wonderful stories in here.


  10. says:

    She's great. I mean Faulkner/Joyce/Woolf great.