Place names
by Julia Wieting
E. Manoa, I know you. We stay
touching: I slept in your shade, fought
your wind. Rain wet my hair
as I cycled home to Pinau
where I found myself loving.
A place to live in, inroad.
You have a name? Earnest?
Go ethe, to where the sun
rises to an also where
over Lake Michigan light
flakes blue off glass. A better
word for windows, chips.
Scales. Brindle the sky
like a long mo'o tail lying
kited along the st.
-ave, an expression
greeting or farewell ave
Malia
Hello route. Good
be with you
place
me where I am.