TE TIHI O KAHUKURA / CASTLE HILL
Punctuating that twist of the Summit Road
the Pinnacle of the Rainbow, the Citadel
of Kahukura, who rears up like a sudden
curling steel wave-frond of blackness, bristling
with power, streaming his red cloak behind.
The Pākehā thought it resembled a castle
looming over their city on the plain, this
long before horror movies. Make out point,
climbers gave its parts oddly picturesque names:
Ziggurat, and the Battlements, though short
a few crenellations since the quake, lying at the bottom
of the Bridal Path, but like
most of us
it’s mostly still there.