Poetry / Poets

The Big Dry by Maureen Sudlow

Black clouds

turned us back

from our walk

but they only spat

on the deck

better to get soaked

than diverted

now they’re laughing

outside my window

 

our neighbour

had to shift his cows today

from one empty paddock

to another

 

is it OK

to covet

someone else’s rain
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