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Jun 2022
it's here again
the thick ache of winter
weight of remembering

a hibernating panic
cracked hull of the seed
the Fourth season

a strange winter in the desert
hearts painted in rose madder dye
your laughter clinging like
roots of the Ghaf tree

water, water below
waste not what can grow

sand sweeping across the sand
sand sweeping across the sand
Written by
the isolate slow faults  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
   Sheila Haskins and Melanii
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