is this about the anthropocene emergency?
and who we are?
or is it just
a bunch of
random
stuff?
( murmuring unbidden in my head when least expected )
it’s quiet in the bush now
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damp hints from the ground
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the eucalypt scent bites
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and clear birds holler
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I say hello
to my reflection in the pool
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but can these words
invent me?