My sister said that there is a way to convert everything from English to Hawaiian on my laptop, but I was nervous about doing that, so, instead I entered the title of a famous poem and got this…it is all I dared do.
ku ana ma ka ululaau i ke ahiahi hau
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Hawaii gets snow in one place, Mauna Kea, and there are buildings up there for 13 telescopes. However I am pretty sure that no one will be stopping at a farmhouse, and the gravelly summit has no woods. See the Photography category for my sister’s pictures of the snow-covered top. My brother-in-law, Bob Lindsey, has written three books, The 5th of July, Sonny Kaniho, and God Is Aloha. All the action is Hawaiian! I quote: “Robert K. Lindsey is a keiki o ka 'aina, child of the land, born in Hilo on the biggest Hawaiian island, and raised in Waimea at the foothills of the Kohala mountains.”
Here is the poem in full (the Hawaiian title rhymes!):
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost
rhyme scheme AABA BBCB CCDC DDDD
My mother read us rhyming poetry at night in bed. She read beautifully, and every night we begged her not to stop. She would say no, go to sleep, but once in a while she would recite one more.
ku ana ma ka ululaau i ke ahiahi hau
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Hawaii gets snow in one place, Mauna Kea, and there are buildings up there for 13 telescopes. However I am pretty sure that no one will be stopping at a farmhouse, and the gravelly summit has no woods. See the Photography category for my sister’s pictures of the snow-covered top. My brother-in-law, Bob Lindsey, has written three books, The 5th of July, Sonny Kaniho, and God Is Aloha. All the action is Hawaiian! I quote: “Robert K. Lindsey is a keiki o ka 'aina, child of the land, born in Hilo on the biggest Hawaiian island, and raised in Waimea at the foothills of the Kohala mountains.”
Here is the poem in full (the Hawaiian title rhymes!):
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost
rhyme scheme AABA BBCB CCDC DDDD
My mother read us rhyming poetry at night in bed. She read beautifully, and every night we begged her not to stop. She would say no, go to sleep, but once in a while she would recite one more.
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