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Bloom

By Kirli Saunders

Plant your feet like roots
next to mine.

Bloom alongside me.

Like leaf and vine,
our tangled bodies

will always chase the sun.

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Prime Petals

By Kirli Saunders

Fibonacci's numbers
reveal themselves in prime petals.

Lily, iris, buttercup
aster and rose,

unfurling equations
wholesome and harmonious,

as if to say that one plus one
will always equal ...

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The Disappearing 2.0

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Bower boy

By Kirli Saunders

I've left blue letters
on the windowsill
for you

since I were a child.

Inked notes
on bottle caps
and pegs
and ribbons,
to remind you
that we were ...

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Wildflower

By Kirli Saunders

I picked these
to remind you

that there is a place
for your struggles.

These,
the most precious of flowers

grow only from dust
and dirt.

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Fleeting beauty

By Kirli Saunders

Single blossom
upon cherry tree,
how lonely it must be


to lie awake
through the night


wondering
if there is another
for you.


Bracing cold and wind,
awaiting tender touch ...

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Passage of Time

By Eric Avery

De Arco,
Summer of Content,
Assonance,
Radiating through,
Passage of time,
Music Terms,
Moving through,
Mists papilla reborn,
Into a new skin torn,
Out of pages Forlorn,
The music of ...

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Cedar (Toona ciliata)

By Mark Tredinnick

They gave themselves away, flaming in rain-
Forests, rising stark through open canopies,
A goauche of green and grey. They wrangled
Them, these mahoganies, used furniture in
Waiting, architraves and ...

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Lotus Pond

By Mark Tredinnick

For Sarah


If you want heaven, start in mud.
                                      Begin transfiguration
Where you’re stuck. Take your pilgrimage standing
Up to your ankles in sludge. And if the ground binds ...

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Bottle Tree Buddha

By Mark Tredinnick

Bloated and subsided in her mirth,
This plump and tropic Buddha,
This unmessaged bottle from the north,
Has become a sunk and drunken
Wombat, recumbent in the grasses
            of the ...

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Tereticornis

By Mark Tredinnick

Flooded redgum and Bastard box, Red ironbark and Slatey gum:
Through broken teeth in swollen gums, the tereticornis speaks—
She scratches with long fingers across the blue back of the ...

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Ficus: A Strangler’s Life (Strangler Fig)

By Mark Tredinnick

Back then, the bay—a fired field,
An oaked and mangroved selvedge,
A threshold and a hearth, a sacred
Swamp, a river that spoke
With its mouth full of eels ...

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A Beatbox Choir

By Mark Tredinnick

The bamboo stand is thick with solitude, a band
Of stranded scholars banished from their courts,

From all their lovers and their lands. The night is a hut
In the ...

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A Gathered Distance

By Mark Tredinnick

Across the harbour’s fetch,
                                   a distance grows, a loveliness
Of limbs. By night the gardens are everything
A city’s not, a sleep it never takes, a dream of ...

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Elizabeth’s Dream

By Eileen Chong

after Fiona Hall’s ‘Folly for Mrs Macquarie’
 
I
 
The axe, the dagger, the scythe:
to cleave, to cut, to end.
 
Wire and bones:
division and death.
 
The pines on ...

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Banyan

By Eileen Chong

No sign of her –
a single woman
waits at the tree.
 
I’d always thought
of it as my tree.
Towering crown,
 
trunks as deep as houses.
Red ants march ...

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Wurrungwuri, Royal Botanic Garden Sydney

By Eileen Chong

      I

 

bedrock. we forget: under
this city lies yellowblock,
sweep of sandstone –
 
restless buckle, shards
and monoliths this side
of the sea – bolted into
 
dry movement, tossed heads
and abrupt ...

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Wollemi Pine

By Eileen Chong

Somewhere in this deep green,
creeks run, fringed with moss.
Water falls from broken rock.
 
Ancient trees,
their first names
passed from memory.
 
Bladed leaves etched
in stone, fossicked over ...

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