Long Tui Poems

"The Book of Changes"

Thoughts arrived before words,
1000s of years before
the crossing of curves

always seen to be 
swimming upstream 
against the current

thoughts … and feelings,
in the flow, always arrive 
before words, they are cast 

in the...

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this is my song,
  my love song of you,
    my land, my heart

             love for green ferns
  ...

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Beatrice Discerno in te come s'agona 
                   la libertate onde 'l superno seme
    ...

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Before you reach for your axe,
There are some facts you need to know about flax.

A Flax rope made well
Will get you safely out of the well.

With a little toil,
You can make money from flax seed...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 42

Wrap the self in fear for the dark cloaks the beast
Shut the door on vile thoughts no fear will wild knock
Does Death need an invitation for fun feast

Zhen...

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Through wisdom and control
fear a reluctant challenger...

Side with me my courage...
All fools banished to oblivion-

Trail blazer mighty warrior...
leading the charge...

heart and soul in formation...
Quill and scroll retrieved-

All time has led here...
poised and ready I believe-

born...

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Your future dreams
Empty paper in your hands
Disguised as desire

Your words written in silence
Until the last sunlight vanishes

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Deine Zukunftsträume
Leeres Papier in deinen Händen
Als Wunsch verkleidet

Deine Worte in Stille geschrieben
Bis das letzte Sonnenlicht verlöscht

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Seus somnis per al...

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New Zealand's favourite bird is the Tui, also called parson bird for its ruffled white cravat - it is famously noted for various lyrical songs - consisting of
soul tuning notes -  intricate melodies or...

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Tui fele esechis Tagoreweb
 
Thou art an oblivion in forgetfulness 
Pondering a wanderer for a long forgotten soul, my soul whence wills met
Henceforth, a life passed by within the blink of an eye, nomadic bohemian,...

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The mystery woman. What do you say?
And what did you think sending that word away?
Or even before, tell me -  what did you feel?
What made you to say it - emotions or will?

Your logic... correction...

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From hills and orchard row to the Queen’s chain
  plume the toetoe, the ponga’s silver gild -
in planted grove and fertile dairy plain
  droved is the fatted calf and the earth tilled.
White breasted...

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Pohutukawa red bristled rain falling

              Drifts down sienna cliffs floats on azure waves.

         ...

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