Korowai & Pou To me
Korowai & Pou To me, my Aunty Janet is both korowai and pou. One cannot stand if the other lets go. The korowai needs lifting, a pou standing tall. The pou needs the korowai, its cloak over all. Together they’re whole, a bond deep and true. The strength and the shelter that carry us through. […]
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Unrefined Hope
