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Poems:

Moth on the Rocks
The Word For Canary Is Forest
Past the Stile of Stars (Elegy for Mary Oliver)
Dry lightning strikes Tasmania in the summertime
The Luddites
there is a yes
little crab
desidero
pigeons
what the night said to the dawn
Old One
One last load of washing
Morning Thoughts for a Friend
aftermath
Slave Girl
Shore at sunset
A burden shared is a burden halved
Beneath blankets
when all the snow melts

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