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Toa Rangatira This is truth, one cannot, Save for long quiet nights, Return to time and place of yesteryear. Once I tried with eagerness Of cherished reminiscence. But I had grown a giant Who dwarfed the once vast Marae of before, And peeling paint, Weathered wood, Blind-eyed dusty panes Wailed not the welcome Call into the air. “I am home,” I said To a whip of playful wind That trailed my words And flung them At the wide-eyed tekoteko. He gave no sign Save that carved out Of defiance. Nor would he prance forth To lay at my feet The fern-leaf symbol.

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https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/periodicals/TAH197506.2.9.2

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Te Ao Hou, June 1975, Page 26

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102

Toa Rangatira Te Ao Hou, June 1975, Page 26

Toa Rangatira Te Ao Hou, June 1975, Page 26

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