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a sky and
its branches
Berry Island
for the Gore Cove
Track Series
this day
its breeze and other parts
salt afloat summer
feet their track
a lizard crossing
sandstone shrub
a white sand plash to tide
that’s under
what industry was lost?
here there midden busy
the ancients taught this rock made tune
and now remake a sky
breathe in
harbour from this height
first sails
belonging to the story
the story telling
cloud close enough to touch
these hundred year angophoras
traps for the upward eye
breath and all the voices
in among of leaf
told on
last sun and this world spun round
for all
to be here and just this now
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