AT OWENA
I used to own plumeria,
Entire trees
Brought in the Thirties from Singapore
Framing with fragrance, the front door
Of my mansion at Diamond Head.
What I loved most is what it lacked
No street jungle sounds
No day-go surrounds.
Honolulu Symphony in the bedroom,
What sort of person sleeps amongst
Hawaiian pop bottles?
Virgin canec, mahogany slabs,
Tinted cement, marble Kwan Yin,
Gutters of copper, flashing of tin.
Kaimana Hila, awesome glow,
And ti leaves, red and green
Held spirits high.
Cover by John Whyland
Niniko Publishing
Honolulu
1987
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