winter morning
the whiteness in the dunes
of the shearwater’s bones
Mark Miller
winter’s edge
mountains punching holes
in the dusk
Nathan Sidney
winter fog
in the dry billabong
ghostly red gums
Leanne Mumford
sandstone cliffs
somewhere across the valley
shrouded in mist
Ross Coward
her ashes
join the tiny things
in Kosciuszko’s earth
Meg Arnot
weathered gravestone—
ocean winds claim
the child’s name
John Low
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