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Jelly babies pulsating, living,<\/p>\n
soft pink,<\/p>\n
a single hour of mutated life,<\/p>\n
the daughters and sons of blinding light, the bright that sears flesh<\/p>\n
‘aloha aina’, love the land.<\/p>\n
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In the place of the great secret are cemeteries of pearl shells<\/p>\n
memories of those whose souls were leached<\/p>\n
from a sea-girt isle,<\/p>\n
a luminous, watered space<\/p>\n
where salt dried swell catches shells.<\/p>\n
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The palm fronds of imagined paradise,<\/p>\n
Have been blown apart<\/p>\n
by the Boy who will not name himself<\/p>\n
he is a trickster of some might,<\/p>\n
dropping snow in the tropics,<\/p>\n
as the debris of cold wars<\/p>\n
mushrooms above all our Edens.<\/p>\n
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He is the one, who digs deep,<\/p>\n
he has built a tower to reach the moon,<\/p>\n
he rears his sons on rifles<\/p>\n
muffles his daughters,<\/p>\n
but they hear the sound of coral splitting<\/p>\n
no longer cover their ears.<\/p>\n
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Singing,<\/p>\n
their voices reach across the yarn of the ocean<\/p>\n
tears turned wise,<\/p>\n
clear vision,<\/p>\n
brave action,<\/p>\n
we love the land<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Jelly babies pulsating, living, soft pink, a single hour of mutated life, the daughters and sons of blinding light, the bright that sears flesh ‘aloha aina’, love the land. In the place of the great secret are cemeteries of pearl shells memories of those whose souls were leached from a sea-girt isle, … Continue reading Ebeye<\/span>