My mother was the Earth. My father was the Sky. They were Rangi tane and Papa tuanuku, the first parents, who clasped each other so tightly that there was no day. Their children were born into darkness…
This is Tangi, a poetic drama in prose, about a young man and his father.
This is Tangi, an account of death, but also an affirmation of life.
This is Tangi, describing simply and sincerely, the Maori values placed on life; and on aroha, love and sympathy for each other.
This is Tangi, a vivid expression of the village family unity of rural Maori life.
This is Tangi, written in the hope that such a life, and the values of that life, will never be lost.
This is Tangi, the first novel written by a Maori to be published.
Haere mai, haere mai, haere mai.