a flash
of rainbow lorikeets—
sunset fire
Keitha Keyes
art class—
learning to see where
the light falls
Keitha Keyes
a
a handful
of red Mallee dust . . .
I’m home again
a
Keitha Keyes
a
a
far away
from the rules of adults —
a cubby house
a
Keitha Keyes
southerly buster —
our best laid plans
in disarray
Keitha Keyes
Echidna Tracks 