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My boyhood favourite Toi

 

The white roads of Niue are empty

lead to quiet villages, each one significant,

the same but different. Across the

malē, the village green where on

Saturday they will play kilikiki

someone appears from behind a house

tips water out of a large pot, looks up

waves and disappears. There’s a sign

as you enter and leave each village

Lakepa, Hikutavaki, Vaiea, Makefu,

and my boyhood favourite Toi.

 

 

 

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