Hawai‘i Literature & Art
— Since 1978 —
Aloha BR ‘Ohana, Missed the deadline of last month’s Shoots assignment. I composed a poem based on an ancient tale of the Māori people called Rona. The English translation follows. Hope you enjoy it. A tale of ancient times in a drought-ridden ʻāina. Te Kete, te Tahā Wai ā te Rākau Ngaio Kore wai…
Happy last month of the year to all the Bamboo Ridge `Ohana. I hope your shopping days are few, short, and experienced with minimal stress. This month’s prompt is simple. The prompt is Gift Let’s go for the usual 100 to 1000 words. Write in any language you prefer. Provide an English translation if you…
It was always like, Hey, brah The f-ing moon’s setting on us We gotta get outta this place Because our folks Are gonna freak if we not home When da sun come up All those good young days Now mostly passing thought blurs Every stunt could have been The last thing we ever did But…
Okay, this time lets do 100 to 1000 words. Remember, you can ignore these prompts if you choose to do so. Write about whatever you’d like to write about. In any form you wish. Had it with English? Write a piece in the language of your choice. Hawaiian. French. Japanese. Klingon. Pig Latin. No need…
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…
Aloha BR readers, If you nevah read “Lomeo and Iulieki — one pidgin tragedy” last month, mo bettah go back and catch up. Bumbye going be too confusing. Da two sweethearts wen make one plan One secret wedding in Vegas, Some day. But fo now, Iulieki gotta go back home Bumbye da maddah and faddah…
The movie shows, unwinding This life, the action, no matter how time May seem unsynced some, it’s always linear, The actor a prisoner of celluloid, Moving forward to the last frame — This spoon stirs in my cup Clockwise or counter, It swirls down seconds — Inescapable march of time, my reel Can’t be rewound…