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from Hymns to My Island

from Hymns to My Island from HYMNS TO MY ISLAND L O U I S E P E L T Z E R RIDDLE TA`AROARI`I One day a gardener decided to graft his guava tree onto an apple branch. What do you think resulted from this brilliant experiment? A fruit that was half-fig, half-grape, With neither taste nor scent. The scientist became furious. Left alone, the apple tree would have produced A ripe red fruit: crunchy, juicy. The guava--you know it well-- One eats it morning and night. In other words: two delicious fruits. Like you, I would like to know The answer to this riddle. But don't worry. It's only a game. On your grave, allow a friend to place This modest poem of tangled flowers. You see, this time I didn't cry. These few tears are just a bit of dew. Evening falls, the time you liked best To dance to the sound of the drums and vivo. Your joy, so grand, made your skirt fly So that even God laughed. There, so much happiness could only trouble Those men who came from elsewhere, certain of their desires. The joyous people, in turn, must suffer. Isn't happiness the greatest sin? In http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Manoa University of Hawai'I Press

from Hymns to My Island

Manoa , Volume 17 (2) – Oct 4, 2005

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from HYMNS TO MY ISLAND L O U I S E P E L T Z E R RIDDLE TA`AROARI`I One day a gardener decided to graft his guava tree onto an apple branch. What do you think resulted from this brilliant experiment? A fruit that was half-fig, half-grape, With neither taste nor scent. The scientist became furious. Left alone, the apple tree would have produced A ripe red fruit: crunchy, juicy. The guava--you know it well-- One eats it morning and night. In other words: two delicious fruits. Like you, I would like to know The answer to this riddle. But don't worry. It's only a game. On your grave, allow a friend to place This modest poem of tangled flowers. You see, this time I didn't cry. These few tears are just a bit of dew. Evening falls, the time you liked best To dance to the sound of the drums and vivo. Your joy, so grand, made your skirt fly So that even God laughed. There, so much happiness could only trouble Those men who came from elsewhere, certain of their desires. The joyous people, in turn, must suffer. Isn't happiness the greatest sin? In

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