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II
reflections spill
a mix of painted mangoes
mothers are plaiting their daughters’ hair
the lagoon ripples with still-life
a carved marsupial stiffens up
on wooden haunches claws
permanently scratched
into the bright pink earth
a flute player on his stone pad
plays to birds which flock & silently spiral
children paddle the green slushing
slime of the lagoon we go
between the plastic palms
advertising this year’s special rates
for sleeping under the stars
a church choir opens the collective self
& harmonies spin & bounce off
outcrops of stellar hardware
we emerge on the other side
cloaked in grass eating berries
& a stream stutters past
as if choking on messages
III
someone hits
the midnight bell
a translocated forest
gouges out large
clearings for people like us
to congregate we pretend
music heals poetry heals
we listen to sunflowers
stretching their sinews hills
swapping contours for blue…
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