“Do thou, Daula, lighten the canoe, that it may quickly gain the land, and rise upon the shore. —Florida Islanders’ invocation of a frigate-bird tindalo, in R. H. CODRINGTON, The Melanesians By dawn the storm had engulfed Makalom. The scrub oaks groaned in the wind. Palms hissed. The surface of the lagoon vibrated with exploding raindrops. The wall of surf that marked the fringe of the reef had grown, and so had the swell in the open ocean beyond. The sandbar that trailed from my side of the isl...and had been consumed. I stood knee-deep in the water and scanned the blackened swell for boats, but the world had disappeared. The fishermen’s sons yelled at me from shore. “Nobody will leave Nukapu until the storm has passed. Nobody will rescue you!” The boys were drenched, grinning. “You will stay on Makalom many, many days, unless!” bellowed the elder of the two above the roar of the storm. “Unless what?” I shouted back. I wanted to get as far as I could from Nukapu. “Unless yumi padel long Pileni,”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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