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The Coast

by Victoria Dook


Sighing


Suspirah



Sea fingers


Dedu di mar



Stroking the shore


Ta rabah bodru di praya



Clams clinging with one foot to a broken jetty.


La la ta gatong, kung justu ung peu, na jeti kebradu.



Crumbling.


Anchoh



Wash away


Labah



Forgotten people.


Jenti desah



Not to be erased.


bibeh seng tokah labah.



Never left.


Ngak desah.



Gragu...black eyes


Gragu...olu-olu pretu



Salty


Salgadu



Brown skin.


Kaskah klor.



Memories lost...


Memoriah perdreh...



To the ocean that sunk ships and warriors.


Na mar ja intarah barku kon soldadu.



Erasing history....forgetting and moving on


Labah istoria....skiseh kung desah



To new lands!


Na tera nobu!



Abandonment...the elders cry.


Largamintu...jenti belu rasgah



I can't stay...


Yo ngkah fikah…



But those few who remain to teach others to remember...


Mas mpoku jenti fikah na prendeh ortu jenti na komemorah



Called to hear...sounds of the sea where ancient wars were fought.


Chomah ubih...sohng di mar undi gera passadu ja pasah.



Keepers and believers in roots and heritage.


Biziador kung konfiador di andasang kung ardansa.



Pride.


Gabedisah.



Not always left to wander and drift from sea to sea


Nadi tokah rudiah anyut, pasah di mar pra mar.



Believers in a place called home.


Konfiador di lugar nus chomah kaza.

 

Victoria Dook is an English tutor and freelance writer (part-time).  She has an MA in English, a BA (Hons) in English, and Dip.in Creative Writing: Advanced Fiction and Writing for Performance. Victoria is TEFL certified and has had certified training in IELTS marking. She has written articles for unions, cooperatives, lifestyle, and dance companies. She also enjoys writing creatively.

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