the ashes scattered –
a shoal of fingerlings
flees from my shadow
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Moomba wattlebird
before the RAAF stunt flight
. . . after it
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for three nights
the one cicada’s shrill –
waning moon
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fading sunset –
foreshore banksia trees
hold up their candles
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dust storm
a mob of feral camels
blending in
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Echidna Tracks 