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water ways
breathing with the rock pool slowly the crabs come out |
lyn reeves |
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bay shallows a starfish moves its fingers over mine |
lorin ford |
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in a crater lake — beside the full moon the Southern Cross |
vasile moldovan |
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fishing harbour— one wooden post without a pelican |
john bird |
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in the clear water only their shadows - jellyfish |
lyn reeves |
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picking up a jellyfish... my lifeline clear and deep |
dhugal lindsay |
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lone fisherman casts out on a lake of mist |
lyn reeves |
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snapper run – his red cigarette tip bobbing on the bay |
lorin ford |
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underwater observatory the grouper's eye level with mine |
vanessa proctor |
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Alpha Centauri floating in the pond – an owl hoots |
carla sari |
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peak hour traffic beneath the harbour bridge a humpback slaps its tail |
vanessa proctor |
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lapping water— shadows of mangroves push against the tide |
beverley george |
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flood tide mangroves walk into deeper water |
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billabong – a dragonfly darts pose to pose |
quendryth young |
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red dawn the fisherman's hands gutting the mullet |
graham nunn |
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