help me find this poem and author?

Question

About 2 years ago a poem was sent to me by a friend stating it was one of the top New Zealand written poems of the the year. I do not know the accuracy of that claim but the poem was about someone who caught a glance of a woman in waiting in a checkout queue at a supermarket and who his life unfolded with her ... in the next ten minutes.. it was quite beautiful and sad... to my memory but i only glanced at it and hardly remember the content.. but the narrantion was minute by minute.. does anyone know it please?

Answer 1

Try these links:
http://www.victoria.ac.nz/modernletters/bnzp/2005/introduction.htm
http://www.auckland.ac.nz/uoa/aup/book/seeing-voices-new-zealand-poets-reading.cfm
http://www.newzealand.com/travel/about-nz/culture/culture-arts.cfm
http://www.verdandi.co.nz/blog/default,date,2006-12-03.aspx
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Answer 2

Are U talking about OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE? I read a poem briefly seeming to describe what you said but I also don't remember much of the content.
I don't commit everything I read to memory!
But at least I do remember the title: Out Of Body Experience!
Maybe you can contact the "National Library Of Poems" just type that in Ask.com search and you'll get a number of links to search for it!

Answer 3

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