gold branches our gaze travels along
in the high-rise
bush
green as a stick
insect
on a slope of Latin
names
mostly in the myrtle
family
down there is
Canberra
a Tokyo friend
called it an adventure park
only the city
glimpsed from here
not its
Parliamentary Geometers
and other relics of
the British Empire
king parrots,
rosellas, magpies, all far-seeing
here in the refuge
from small city boosting
trillions of leaves
shade us
we share the
mountain with native raspberries
for a quiet hour
beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you Anna, I was worried it might sound disjointed.
DeleteThat kind of disjunctiveness pulls in more meaning than text that is easily continuous I think
ReplyDeleteYou've captured the beauty, history and ironies of Canberra in just 15 lines! Really like the 'high-rise bush.'
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