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Whether it is "Redefining literary techniques and devices", "Justifying Papua New Guinea Literature", or "Translating the Bible into Anuki", these offer valuable reading for the paperless student of literature, and indeed the best sort of literary entertainment you can get out of Papua New Guinea. Check them out either on Soaba's Storyboard or The Anuki Country Press.

Friday, 4 May 2012



...and us, air, in the morning
                     - Salvatore Quasimodo

Let me live in your sanctuary
                     - Psalm 61:4

We come as our own visitor
To the sanctuary
Leaves that fall
Gird the season red

Doves fly by
Past black and clawing branches
Past burnt out woods and hills

Our arrival is a song
Of a forgotten priest
Piercing the silence
Of this sanctuary

Or mounds of earth rising
The pulse of yearning rapping
Along the furrowed desolation
Of a devastated landscape

In this long-awaited high savannah
The slumbering moura is stirring
The kwamra's dreams are waking
And leaves that were written dead
Are waking deeper than the roots
That penned them. Each cotyledon
Each tentative bud, saves the day.
The earth stands still, mauve-
Colored and olive, a chalice
Before the morning sun.

The earth is the ultimate
In our song of the womb:
The final grace that is mother.
Tall. Graceful. Elegant.
She embraces and shields us
Shows us the wounds at the side
At the feet and hands, where
The world has died. We sing praises
For her great strength, for the bread
She breaks; and the living spring
We drink from the cup of her hands.

From KWAMRA: a season of harvest

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