
After the rainstorm
Hanging stars on a clothesline
A nighttime project
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After the rainstorm
Hanging stars on a clothesline
A nighttime project
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My hand fell over the handle
The pot’s lid trapping
the aroma of bouillabaisse before
attracting any more attention
Such a lyrical dish
has many a fish tale
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Cold breath of winter
An exhale of snow falling
Still and silent
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It’s alive!
This is a story of freedom, risk, and unspoken truths; a time before and after the American Civil War and the eradication of the Aboriginal people in Van Diemen’s Land (today’s Tasmania).
Old Mamalulu
Unfolds her chair at the park
And waits for nightfall
The stars don’t care where you live
That’s the kindness of nature