summer byway—
i roll down the window
and become dog
Sandra Simpson
dry spell
travelling stock forage
the long paddock
Kent Robinson
my granddaughter thinks
a three-legged fluffy dog
would suit my journey
Gail Hennessy
packing . . .
the cat curled tightly
in my suitcase
Vanessa Proctor
abandoned station—
a jaunty tail
on the dust-drawn cat
Sandra Simpson
Echidna Tracks 