perched above . . .
a pair of galahs
drop seeds in my notebook

Gerry Jacobson

sunday markets—
the friendly tangle
of dogs and prams

Kash Thomson

his old Chevy—
another cruisy Sunday
in polished chrome

Simon Hanson

I’m part of the pattern rush hour

Owen Bullock

traffic clamour into Zoom silent clapping

Lynette Arden