New poetry by Wellington poet and artist Ana Iti.
All the way to Te Rerenga Wairua
Does the spirit intrinsically know what direction to travel
to get to Hawaiki? Or Heaven?
Is there some colonial idea of blood quantum
that first has to be observed?
Would the saliva of the intangible get processed by ancestry.com
and then split, dispersing accordingly?
Another version of eternity soon to be available,
uploading a life’s worth of the most mundane correspondence,
All those emails and text messages
as you might expect, buried below ground
through cables under sea.
Thanatos in the shape of a stray anchor
Maybe, like the spiders escaping the low land of Papamoa
After the flooding of Cyclone Cook
It instead spits out a thread, spinnerets pulsing ectoplasm
or whatever is necessary
Until that strand is so vast proportionally
that it catches on a current
Transporting them / you / us
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