Aja-ha aja-ha
I was out in my kayak
making toward land.
Aja-ha aja-ha
I came to a snow-drift
that had just begun to melt.
Aja-hai-ja aja-hai-ja
And I knew that it was spring:
we'd lived through winter!
Aja-hai-ja aja-hai-ja
And I was frightened
I would be too weak,
too weak
to take in all that beauty!
Aja-hai-ja
Aja-hai-ja
Aja-ha
Text: Lowenstein, Tom (Translator) Eskimo Poems from Canada and Greenland. London: Anchor Press. 1973, p. 47
Image: ‘Snowdrift’ 1901 Edward Onslow Ford (1852 – 1901)
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