Seven thousand years ago, the seagoing ancestors of Maori on the island of Taiwan called the unknown dark depths of the sea bo. As each generation moved south-east towards Aotearoa, variants of bo have been applied not only to after-sundown darkness, but also to the unknown spiritual darkness from which all light, matter and life came out of, and in which our ancestors now dwell. In Tonga night is still bo, and in Fiji it is bongi. Then later Polynesians changed the /b/ sound to /p/. However, West Coasters call a tree-fern a bungi, suggesting that the first Polynesian arrivals, Nga Tini o Toi, came from an island where dark was still called bo. Ponga Ra! Ponga Ra! This
famous haka angrily recalls the dark times
when so-called "law" courts of the Pakeha assisted in the
illegal sale of tribal lands to unscruulous British buyers. The
haka.
Read how the prized Murimotu (Desert Road) tussock lands of our local Ngati Rangi iwi were lost to land-shark John Studholme. Draft
webpage by John Archer, 6 Nov-2 Dec 2025
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