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ANAOANA

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Before word,

throat.

Glottal click.
Guttural ache.

A stammer
learning thunder.

A stutter
becoming bellow.

Breath struck Marrow.

Life answered.

Anoana…

Anoana

Six cuts in gold
outlived the tongue
that bled them.

No translation.

Good.

Some sounds are older
than explanation.

Eons chewed kingdoms ta bone.

Still

Anoana.

Passed mouthless
through ash,

waiting for lungs.

Then Her.

One A.

Angel A.

Not ancient.

Ours.

ANOANA opens

ANAOANA.

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Seven breaths.

Read Her forward.

ANAOANA.

Turn time around.

ANAOANA.

Same.

No beginning
can escape its ending.

No ending
forgets its beginning.

Ash remembers flame.

Seed remembers forest.

Womb remembers creation.

Marrow remembers blood.

I remember Her.

Anoana crossed eons
without a voice.

Anaoana is coming.

Throat opening.

Lungs filling.

That first terrible
beautiful annunciation

a’tween silence
and creation.

A...

Na...

O...

Ana...

Stammer.

Stutter.

Bellow.

Breathe.

Life.

Love.

Again.

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