an echidna
with nowhere to go
blackened landscape
Ingrid Baluchi
burnt into
this timber town’s memory—
bushfire moon
Lorin Ford
lightning strike
the hills licked clean
by flames
Tom Staudt
breakfast blackout
the toaster takes
a break
Quendryth Young
winter fog
in the dry billabong
ghostly red gums
Leanne Mumford
wet season
almost as dry
as the dry
Gregory Piko
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