PHILIP MCKIBBIN
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Intimation


in the last of the summer sun
for most of a morning

I stretched myself out
on golden blue...

and there –
a bright whiteness
dust, congregating quickly

this: familiar fragrance
soft, softest whisper


and, finally:​

​​Kī mai ki ahau, He aha te mea nui o te ao?
Māku e kī atu, Ehara i 'te tangata, te tangata', engari ko te aroha e!