Echidna Tracks
Australian Haiku
my granddaughter thinksa three-legged fluffy dogwould suit my journeyGail Hennessy
packing . . .the cat curled tightlyin my suitcaseVanessa Proctor
abandoned station—a jaunty tailon the dust-drawn catSandra Simpson
on the leadI follow my cattwo paces behind
Lynette Arden
cloudless nightthe sheep herd corralledby moonbeams
Marilyn Humbert
misty morningthe blowing breaths of a bull calf
Glenys Ferguson
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