red earth
of our inland journey . . .
deep imprint
Dawn Bruce
telegraph poles
vanish
into a mirage
Barry Sanbrook
stubble fields . . .
the long highway
to his wake
Earl Livings
tea tree swamp
weary walkers pause
to boil their billy
Louise Hopewell
our roadside camp
in ringing forest
Henry Kendall country
Lynette Arden
Wollondilly River—
a passing lorry driver
shouts out Sharks!
Ingrid Baluchi
Echidna Tracks 