each day I sit
and talk to you—
scattered ashes
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record flood
navigating the town
along new rivers
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deep night
the lonely whistle
of the Ghan
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seat by the river
a path buried in leaves
wanders on
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ridge top
the rain I walked with
has moved on
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river fog
blue-billed ducklings
curl through reeds
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Echidna Tracks 