May he always find his way home sailing the midnight sun.
Reluctant Flame, v14
"People will live, people will die
But the tiny flame will grow its arms and legs very slowly
Until one day its volcanic pulse will tear the gree mountain apart
To allow pentup blood flow and congested vomit spit freely
Tiny flame of my pulse, you are silent, you are patient
My hands and my aching body will nurse you against the venomous enemy
You will grow, you and I will soon be free to grow our love"
"Hanuabada, the world speaks many tongues
Your silent flesh and blood
Is no sign for your happiness
Now you do not ripple and shriek
Like your angry oceans
Locking your birthing violence
Into pious sentimental goodness
Searching blindly in darkness
Always always hiding your misery in your role playing"
Ples Singsing is envisioned to be a new platform for Papua Niuginian expressions of creativity, ingenuity and originality in art and culture. We deliberately highlight these two very broad themes as they can encompass the diverse subjects, from technology, medicine and architecture to linguistics, music, fishing, gardening et cetera. Papua Niuginian ways of thinking, living, believing, communicating, dying and so on can cover the gamut of academic, journalistic or opinionated writing and we believe that unless we give ourselves a platform to talk about and discuss these things in an open, free and non-exclusively academic space that they may remain the fodder for academics, journalists and other types of writers alone. New social media platforms have given every individual a personal space to share their feelings and ideas openly, sometimes without immediate censure. The Ples Singsing writer’s blog would like to provide another more structured platform for Papua Niuginian expressions in written, visual and audio formats while also providing some regulation of the type and content of materials to be shared publicly.
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One thought on “Ples Singsing mourns the loss of Chief John Kasaipwalova, poet & radical”
The words are only his “Chief John Kasaipwoilava” shaped PNG poetry and its beauty for many.
I wish for your spirit to be:
“With the longings for the tomorrow
Sunshine and flowers
The flow of the mountain spring.”
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