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by Sue Cowing
fewer lies
less news
more nudes
fewer stores
more stories
less real estate
more real grassland, woodland, farmland
not for sale
more adagios
fewer finales
fewer celebrities
more wild bees
please
Sue Cowing writes poetry and fiction for adults and children. She is the author of MY DOG HAS FLIES:POETRY FOR HAWAII'S KIDS, the novel YOU WILL CALL ME DROG, and an anthology of poetry and art, FIRE IN THE SEA. For some more poems, see her website.
To Princess Kaʻiulani
by Robert Louis Stevenson
FORTH from her land to mine she goes,
The island maid, the island rose,
Light of heart and bright of face:
The daughter of a double race.
Her islands here, in Southern sun,
Shall mourn their Kaʻiulani gone,
And I, in her dear banyan shade,
Look vainly for my little maid.
But our Scots islands far away
Shall glitter with unwonted day,
And cast for once their tempests by
To smile in Kaʻiulani’s eye.
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