narrow road
along the coast
spindrift
Jo McInerney
deep night
the lonely whistle
of the Ghan
Lorraine Haig
telegraph poles
vanish
into a mirage
Barry Sanbrook
white Christmas—
I yearn to be back home
swatting flies
Keitha Keyes
stubble fields . . .
the long highway
to his wake
Earl Livings
summer byway—
i roll down the window
and become dog
Sandra Simpson
Echidna Tracks 