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cabbage tree moment in the creek
almost overturning
as if camera were a weight
that there's so much to catch
such tropics
and put inches on
just when you turn your back
in winter
kookaburras laugh off the day
I hear the steps behind me
but they're gone
or yet to come
no one knows the word for it
the script is out of tune
feel the sky's touch then
know
o happy accident of fate
I'm in the world right here
right now
Marvellous how it dances on the edge, the poem.
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