slivers of dawn
lone surfer hinged                    
to his shadow

Zina Ioannou

Wanda Amos

a freestanding chimney                 
left to the brambles                                      

Ingrid Baluchi

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a colourful reminder                           
of roads well-travelled
red dust

Colleen Moyne

Wanda Amos

dad’s ashes                                                 
bushfire dusk

Louise Hopewell

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cherry blossoms
in her wrinkled hand—
another Spring

Nathalie Buckland

Wanda Amos

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