Me He Manu Rere

“Me he manu rere …”
I don't believe it
But it's true
‘There they are
Little brown bodies
Little white bodies
Grave serious faces
and gesturing arms
Tiny swaying bodies …
They sing of love
With such unknowingness —
White and brown —
The no-barriers of
Very young youth —’
Precious
Faceted —
Golden-glowed —

Dinah M. Rawiri