Project: Transit of Venus
Hinemoana Baker - Taranga’s Song
Hinemoana Baker - Taranga’s Song
i sleep with a stone, oh make a sound
of it stone warms as I drift, soft
thudding distant and dust clatters
on my outer metal shell Fire of fingers,
Taranga don’t cry just move into the water
and open your arms gram of atmosphere
song book, glass plates Taranga your hair
I will rise in you like a village perfectly
shaking the family, stay in the chair Taranga
be precise or we will not
follow you, scream sand, knees and palms
all songs in the shell oh make a sound of it
sound it to Kōpū to Pareārau to Tāwera
stand, Taranga, and standupstand
chink of right breath and milk, income
of eels and the overnight moment Taranga hair
is the best tears make me a hammock