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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, 5 October 2012

NIGHTFALL

                                                                           
 A poem by Naka Tauna

Darkness steals across the sky
An explosion of colours on the horizon
Lit fires dot the island, mothers hush children
Aroma of smoked fish mingled with coconut milk
Smoke spirals endlessly towards the heavens
A musician’s tune drifts slowly on the breeze
Scent of jasmine and frangipani saturates the air

                                                                      
A lone fisherman pulls up his catch
Creatures of the night stir and fly hither
Echoes of distant thunder

                                                                             
Swaying palm trees whisper softly to the wind
Rain comes falling
A moist blanket encompassing all
The stillness of the night is drowned
Cool southerlies calm the storm
Billowing clouds disintegrate like vapour
A slight breeze settles the windswept beach

                                                                                  
The silence is captivating
A silver sphere rises majestically
Covering the sky in abundant light
An eerie glow illuminates the earth
Shards of light spill softly thru thatched roofs
Filtering thru windows, toying with dark shadows
Playing havoc with one’s imagination
Cicadas and crickets lead the crescendo
Fireflies resemble floating fairy lights

                                                                             
Night fishermen gather quietly
Waves lap gently, canoes side by side
Paddles slice thru water
Following a shimmering path
Ghostly apparitions disappearing into the mist
A lone owl hoots overhead
Black figures materialize out of the shadows
Silhouettes of women drift endlessly
Onward towards a secret destination
Children slumber with dreams of a new day

                                                                       

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