Poem of the Day

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The night sky

fills with the shrieks

of flying foxes,

street lights

cast strange shadows

and the last ferry

blinks across the harbour,

the tide lap-lapping

the foreshore,

as the city stretches,

then curls in

upon itself.

Vanessa Proctor

 

Through the Looking Glass

Volume V Issue I, March 2016

 

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