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With furry eyes the plant watches me its lips pout and tiny yellow spikes stand alert, to monitor my every sound, while the red pohutukawa says, pooh. She’s the only human around.
Like wind on waves the Colonials arrived, sipping tea from floral cups, eating cake from silver plate, with the hand held high. Birds called across the lake, and the warriors watched. The children laughed, wide eyed, touched faces, while the women wove raupo, as the shark-oil lamps waved shadows... on the whare walls.
Rosemary Lunn
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Tu Tangata, Issue 11, 1 April 1983, Page 34
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