Wow, speechless. Will never forget when Hone Tuwhare came to our school and read his poetry to us. Not to mention the familiar landscapes engraved on my heart. Hone’s crib is just along the coast from the one I lived in growing up. Same ocean, same land scape. As Hone would say, man, I’m blown away, euchered, eclipsed.
@lauradunn16192 жыл бұрын
A journey of the heart …exquisite
@jeanwhiting3 жыл бұрын
Just so beautiful
@56321books3 жыл бұрын
Beautiful
@paperprincess10503 жыл бұрын
It's ok I am crying also
@algalverge3 жыл бұрын
he called everyone "comrade" or "brother" or "sister" and meant it
@Dave1833 жыл бұрын
Ka puta nga roimata, eManaia, e miringi nga roimata ki konei...