MIRRORS: The Aborigine Poetry of Eldred Van-Ooy by Justin Spring - HTML preview

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Mi Tair

I'M TIRED

 

Mi tair.

I'M TIRED.

Mi no laikim buk.

I'M TIRED OF BOOKS.

Mi no laikim waitman i-tokim mi olkain samting. 

I 'M TIRED OF TALK.

Mi no laikim yu.

I'M TIRED OF YOU.

Mi laik go ples bilong haid, ples bilong mi.

I WANT TO CRAWL INSIDE MYSELF.

Mi laik go slip.

I WANT TO SLEEP

Mi laik go drim.

I WANT TO DREAM.

Mi laikim ren bilong drim em i-kam.

I WANT THE DREAMING RAINS TO FALL.

Mi laikim lukim ala dor dai.

I WANT TO WATCH THE DOORS DISSOLVE.

Mi laikim lukim ala wol

I WANT TO WATCH THE WALLS

i-swelap kwik, olsem sid bilong flawer i-kamap, i-brok nabaut

BECOME A SUDDEN, RESTLESS BLOSSOMING.

JAN 9, 1939