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Keywords: Wrens

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A black and blue visitation
- Rory Harris, Grant Fraser, Lyn McCredden, Jamie Dawe
- 08 June 2021
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Into the sky, black and blue visitation by which we are blessed, or warned. Screaming like lovers en route, regal, snapping for nuts and dominance in the clattering trees.
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Summertime in drought
- Jeremy Gadd
- 07 April 2020
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It was summer in the midst of drought. The earth was parched, impenetrably hard, and all about leaves fell like rain, clogging gutters and the drains. Leaves fell in clouds, curled and dry, and formed a carpet across the street that crunched beneath pedestrians’ feet.
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After the massacre
- Colleen Keating
- 03 June 2019
6 Comments
One hundred and eighty years on, we walk the Myall Creek Memorial Way ... there's a quietness amidst our camaraderie ... murdering rage and gall are quieted, smell of gun powder spent, yet screams that cried that stark cold night still sigh amidst the sway ...
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Walking the river valley
- Grant Fraser
- 27 August 2018
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Higher up, with head down in devotion, a kookaburra was beaked out for small murders; with the azure armorial flashed on his wing, he was a rakish monk on his saintly wire; in his taut patience, he was always able to laugh off his murders at the end of the day.
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The sound of black
- Kevin Gillam
- 13 September 2016
1 Comment
I understand the meaning of her silence but don't have a word for it so I scour night sky for a term for the sound of black between stars and moon and meteorites and planets and us and come up with 'evol' and write it down and then show it to her and she says 'is that the root of evolve like before stuff moves or morphs?' and I say 'no, it's love backwards' and she stares at me and says nothing
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A faithful woman visits me weekly
- Ian C. Smith
- 18 November 2014
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Supplying food, whisky, news, loving sex. All this on a pine-scented mountain. I trim my stark white beard, shampoo, sweep, spray, squeegee and swipe. The hour you drive up our steep hill I open our front gates like a greeting.
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Australia's mystic river
- Poet
- 03 April 2012
3 Comments
That river is almost embarrassed at the space it occupies — professionally shocked to be spotted despite the camouflage dust it wears. It scrawls on the grey-soil plains. This consecrated vellum is read by cockatoos.
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Birdwatcher's odyssey
- Diane Fahey
- 03 May 2011
3 Comments
those hypnotic swerves, a mark of dominion like all else: its height, its eight-foot span, its primeval patience. The eagle turned, an archer's bow; became a bold emblem that could impress the red seal on a document of war; rip out an eye.
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Wren-Hardy stoush exposes sectarian bigotry
- Juliette Peers
- 06 August 2010
6 Comments
The Power Without Glory trial ought to be read as a high-profile and long lasting punishment meted out to traitors to a so-called Australian normality. Frank Hardy's acquittal and the campaign to defend his novel partly belong to mid 20th century Australia's strong anti-Catholic undertow.
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Paws for reflection
- Brian Doyle
- 24 April 2006
Brian Doyle succumbs to puppy love.
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Keywords: Wrens