Hawai‘i Literature & Art
— Since 1978 —
I’ll show you a place high on a desert plain Where the streets have no name –U2 Cactus scattered on barren land, twisted by heat and age. Smoke trees, desiccated cottonwoods clustered in dry washes scraped clean by fiery winds from uncertain distances. Colors raged away by the passionate light…
It was with great sadness that I learned my beloved Pauoa Chop Suey has closed down. In memoriam, I’ve compiled a list of things I’ve learned over my years of eating at Chinese restaurants. When you go to a Chinese restaurant be ready to you use your one flimsy napkin to wipe down your chopsticks,…
Aloha BR readers, If you nevah read “Lomeo and Iulieki — one pidgin tragedy” part one and part two, mo bettah go back and catch up. Bumbye going be too confusing. Part Three Lomeo had blood All ovah his white t-shirt. Dat same night He wen sneak up Da big, white plumeria tree Fo…
I was listening to my song list — I always have it set to random — and a Little River Band song from 1978 popped up. It’s called “Cool Change.” Takes me back to my days working in a record store in Madison, Wisconsin. Man, was I young then. 1978. It was a very good…