/lit/ - Literature

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Here's what a contemporary Samoan postcolonial poet's work looks like (from 2009, excerpt from a longer work):
Is Vela of my dreaming? Or am I the object of his?
Now he’s got me perceiving through his riddles and metaphysics
Truth iswe can’t survive without each other in a planet teethed
with silver dollars and ruled by aitu of various fang shapes
and skin colour oras Vela has sung:
All streets lead to the Fale of Terror
Above its front door is this question
WHAT’S ALOFA GOT TO DO WITH MONEY?
Merchantswith bible-black eyes and smiles
as bright as new coinshook themselves
to the ice-blue walls inside
Assess in orderly litanies the various cuts
decide on weights and prices
the profit and sources of supply
and at their meetings echo this refrain
What’s alofa got to do with money?
What’s alofa got to do with a person’s price?