Letters: A poem from the roundabout at Avarua

Thursday October 17, 2019 Published in Letters to the Editor

The biggest feet, red hibiscus shirt

sails across the street
everyone laughs when they greet.

At night roosters, sharkskin drum beat
and gardenias’ voluptuous scent.

At the Empire kids on Fanta clamber
over movie fans amplified to their seats.

On the roundabout the tangled old Flame tree
witness to a hundred years of bicycle bells,
soldiers going to war
and dogs acting like dogs.

At Avatiu wharf, small yachts shelter.
Over the road A.B.Donald’s general store,
still in business. Where my parents will first meet.

Robert Hack

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