knowing all
there is to know—
wildflowers in bloom
Mark Miller
walking meditation
going where my mind
takes me
Mark Miller
meandering stream—
this longing to go
where I want to go
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all-day rain poring over my father’s old travel diaries
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burnt-out eucalypt—
grey branches tangled
in the stars
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unravelling light along the boundary fence the glitter of hoar frost
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Echidna Tracks 