crescent beach—
children sculpt islands
on the tideline
Lyn Reeves
bobbing heads to Cold Chisel doves on our roof
M Faz
summer field
a full-blown moon
silvers each grass blade
Lyn Reeves
gathering dusk
the homing cries
of black cockatoos
Lyn Reeves
a
river reeds
a moorhen slips
under cover
a
Lyn Reeves
a
darkening sky
sparrows
back to the hedge
a
Peter Macrow
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