on Macquarie Pass
let them past
expect mist
hairpins
arrows rising rising
Lyrebird, Lyrebird!
dark crumbling cutting
wagyu-ed with roots
trucks on curves
beware
falling rainforest
epiphytes
Clover Hill Orchard
tree fern arms
climb to the highlands
in one lane
a bit of cliff
wired to itself
floodwaters, waterfall
rusted stone face
merge
a cloud has fallen
over willow and gum
rivulets
black cockatoo
turns her head
The Old Road
Wingecarribee
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