from the ridges
echoes are distant strangers
in the harbour
not even poem bridges
fly midnight wings
my songs are shattered evenings
and hope in ruins
smoking the hour
To the memory of Regis Stella, a worthy and learned colleague, novelist, critic and friend.
UNFOLDING LIKE PETALSTHE WAY WE SEE PAPUA NEW GUINEA LITERATURE
To our valuable viewers. The second poem that appeared herein, written after Robert Frost's THE ROAD NOT TAKEN, was deleted at the request of the author. This is because the late Dr. Regis Stella deserves a better tribute poem by way of sentiment. We are still looking for a suitable poem as a substitute. Any offers on this would help us a great deal.