Contents ( 107)
- STAR WAKA
- STAR WAKA
- CONTENTS
- Note
- He karakia timatanga
- i
- ii
- iii About some of the crew
- iv 2140AD
- v Honda Waka
- vi Feelings
- vii Reconnaissance
- viii No
- ix
- x Goldie (1)
- xi
- xii Independence Day
- xiii Rough Cuts
- xiv Ka huri ahau ki te reo o te ao pouri
- xv Sullivan Whanau
- Waka 16 Kua wheturangitia koe
- xvii Some definitions and a note on orthography
- xviii Similitude
- xix
- xx a whakapapa construction
- xxi Te ao marama I
- xxii Te ao marama II
- xxiii Formats (1)
- xxiv Formats (2)
- xxv power/powerlessness
- xxvi
- xxvii
- xxviii Hooked
- Waka 29 waka taua
- xxx
- xxxi
- xxxii herenga waka
- xxxiii
- xxxiv Goldie (2)
- xxxv
- xxxvi
- 37
- 38 fleurs de lis
- 39 A wave
- 40
- 41
- 42
- 43
- 44
- 45
- 46
- 47
- 48 (Bright 1)
- 49 (environment 1)
- 50
- 51
- 52
- 53
- 54 waka rorohiko
- 55 Araiteuru
- Waka 56 A Double-Hulled Waka
- Waka 57 El Nino Waka
- Waka 58 Waitangi Day
- Waka 59 Elsdon Best
- Waka 60 Dead Reckoning
- Waka 61 Fragment
- Waka 62 A narrator’s note
- Waka 63 Venus
- Waka 64
- Waka 65
- Waka 66 Hokule‘a
- Waka 67 from We the Navigators
- Waka 68
- Waka 69 Kupe
- Waka 70
- Waka 71
- Waka 72 Hawaikinui’s 1985 journey
- Waka 73 Gone fishing
- Waka 74 Sea anchor
- Waka 75 A storm
- Waka 76
- Waka 77
- Waka 78 An historical line
- Waka 79
- Waka 80
- Waka 81 A cup of tea
- Waka 82 Te ao marama III
- Waka 83
- Waka 84
- Waka 85
- Waka 86
- Waka 87
- Waka 88
- Waka 89
- Waka 90 Te ao marama IV
- Waka 91 A Feast
- Waka 92
- Waka 93
- Waka 94
- Waka 95
- Waka 96
- Waka 97
- Waka 98
- Waka 99
- Waka 100
- Also by Robert Sullivan
- Copyright
But there are tears at this reunion.
The speeches are from everyone here,
we introduce ourselves as the special branches
of the whanau. We move around
like the four winds, but when we gather
at Te Kaaretu, we are anchored
and hold fast to one another.
Waka 16 Kua wheturangitia koe
Beloved
sent to Hawaiiki
to become a star
who guides
dreamers to reality
to become a star
portrait on the cloak
of a night on whose
shoulders rest
dreams
of a restless people
who dream white
waves of currency
waka rides
and falls
black and blue
with only stars
to point away since
sun and moon
are tagged for domination
yet stars are
ancestors
they are stars
our ancestors
and we will be stars
like kauri
totara
kahikatea
rimu
awa
tapped for fire
sapped for gum
used for battle
construction materials
veins into dams
where the power
of the land powers
a mechanical culture
strange ships in the sky
air filled with radiation
we are vacuumed into this
culture of menace to the land
we are told we would do this too if
we had the technology
and our people do it
to the land for people
by people and this land
joins the congress of scars
on the planet a culture
of urban decay and renewal
a culture of dead capitals
sucking the life out of new
cities a culture that knows
no boundaries has only
prophecies called strategies
and stars look down on this and eyes
of divinities
look down on stars
and eyes
of the powerless look up
but only at night
when machines
lighten blackness
when many stars
are lost in the lightning
except in the papakainga
from tops of pa
from middle of ocean
from these places stars
meant to be seen can be
xvii Some definitions and a note on orthography
in English the waka
is a canoe
but the ancestral waka
were as large
as the European barks
of the eighteenth century explorers
size isn’t the key factor here
it is the quality of the crews
their similar systems of navigation
the common purpose of settlement
and the labelling which is in English
which I do not need to spell out
except to say that it is still very
difficult to procure word processors
that have a set of macronised vowels
and subeditors who do not pluralise
Maori loan words although most have
ceased italicising them
to give a sense of inclusion
in one context
in the other context
it is for purposes
of pacification
xviii Similitude
sticking a pipe
through Stonehenge –
that’s what it is
to direct that Mangere’s
ancient stone fields
have a sewerage pipe
cut through them
it is a violation of the lifeblood
of its guardians
to pour excrement
through one of the few
sacred areas left
in the region must be wrong
it is wrong isn’t it?
don’t you think it is wrong?
who thinks it is right?
is this extraordinary?
we are told ordinariness
is the standard in justice –