Korure
The green tunnels of my dreams
are still invaded by the sea-
the wreck waves hurtle over the cribs
and cetaceans I have never seen
rollick & clamour & band together to fossick where homes have been
-the home at Leaver Terrace
where I grew up
may still stand
was headed home there when we were warned of a tsunami & sent off early from Aranui High
we sped to New Brighton beach
to watch for it,
off the old pier-
Tautahi knew vibrant swamps,
rich with lively food
-change is not new here
our islands have dived like dolphins below the sea time & time before: our hills are sea-carved our mountains jagged from upthrust -no steadfast footing anywhere nearby- just a sure blue light of certainty that I, as a dreamer, trust- we will continue living in these unsteady lands hoping & dying & helping & building -because we are human, because we must-
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