one
day ... continued
afternoon
all
the cafes like rookeries
harbouring black winged birds
blackwinged
birds singing in sunlight
i
am singing when i smile
Aileen is laughing and it's a song
Robert is writing a poem with his sneezing
Anne soothes her children with a lullabye of touch
Temuera talks about dancing and the lights in his eyes
are a disco ball spinning shadows
we are a choir
and all the pretty birds are singing
in sunlight
shine on sun
we are beings of light the elders say
we return to light
hold stars in our eyes
reflecting the milky way
when we make love
we fumble in the dark
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Waabigonii
Giizis
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2000 Trout &
Kateri Akiwenzie-Damm
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