a
national forest
after 40 years…at last
an echidna
a
Rose van Son
a
sudden shower
the comforting overhang
of a neighbour’s verandah
a
Rose van Son
a
ready or not —
the weeping willow
of childhood
a
Rose van Son
mostly March
if only plum season
would never end
Rose van Son
adjusting the lens
frogs heard
but not seen
Rose van Son
