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Hinemoana Baker


from under

the lagoon’s dark

belt of sky the collector

recites bird names into


my feathers

pūkeko shag paradise

duck in the raupō fringe


how it feels to be

kin and canned

a faint scent in


a god’s rank river

a tickle of need

an island split apart


with an incantation

green and grabbed

sung and shared


the collector spoke

firm and meant it

each encroachment


a dim solar flare

slim cool witness

under glass

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