Echidna Tracks
Australian Haiku
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petal fall at last the baby sleeps
Nathalie Buckland
chill wind… empty swings twitch in the breeze
deserted street the wonga pigeon calls again and again . . .
distant canoeists— hoofprints pattern the sandy beach
sandcastle — an old man and a child discuss design
last week of term the squawk of lorikeets in beach banksias
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