A fly buzzing round gets the picture, I’m in savasana not decomposing
Chopin is using the radio
A poem working a hearse.
Yariabini, sacred mountain, Koala Dreaming. No Koalas have been seen on the mountain for over thirty years.
A screaming Lapwing takes me by surprise mobbing a young Osprey
Nature's way of reusing carbon atoms
loved by sunlight pouring the gold
The original Chinese pictograph for money was a cowrie shell
He died quite young in Brussels in 1569, but had already developed such a range . . .
I find I am rehearsing contact with archaic life . . .