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Mahinarangi Tocker "RIP"

Listening to The Miracle Sun.
The horse blows next to the window as the fly flies around my head. I can feel the tug of nature, calling me, invading my thoughts. Don wails away in the background, from the Front Lawn. I can smell the bread. The bread that warms me, fills me with whaanau, with aroha. Leaves, lay around, put there by the time, not being leaves.
How does this relate? Where will it fit?
7 die in a flood, a girl is looked for in the Waimakariri, their mothers weep deep gut howls of rage and longing.
Still the bread smells.
Don is finished.
Mahinarangi died.

Labels: Anthony Mulder, Floyd Fernandes, mahinarangi tocker, Marie Davis, Natasha Bray., Portia McPhail, Tara Gregory, teacher Tony McLean, Tom Hsu

posted by mystified @ 1:17 pm