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John Puhiatau Puleonline works |
1 your hair is black and bright for moons living in rock pools birds that carry forests in their bellies settle for the dusk behind your hands the festival ends in your sleep little coastal village sweats on the copra field while your brothers are working to keep the sun at bay we meet by the lagoon where the teeth of sharks glitter as the peka tells tales to her children you show me how to hold evenings at the mouth of day so spread out on the sugarcane our secret is sweet and lost please do not show this dolphin I carved out of pearl for the pearl is sacred only to priest and chief I am a commoner and death is simple
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