the last red delights

you can hold the ladder and a bucket I’ll climb up on an angle then reach deep inside the foliage to pick the few ripe cherries almost beyond my over-balanced reach but they’re our red cherries they don’t belong to ratbag parrots or wattlebirds and you and I have had a few low-hangers but have … Continue reading the last red delights

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like summer (to me)

the first cicada flew today I can hear it playing tonight a possum leapt right across my head to feed in the loquat tree a parrot in his finery shining green and blue and red landed soft amid a branch of red cherries and that feels like summer to me a koala is grunting in … Continue reading like summer (to me)