Silhouette In Salt Air


Afternoon sinks behind notes of a single warbling magpie
memory collected in shadows along road’s ribbon
recall the times we waited for this spot to reveal
a vista of sea and rock and lighthouse
before descending from macadamia quilted hills to the coast

I have come home to country the long way ’round
the view behind the fence a snapshot from the edge
where once we watched hang-gliders launch
a heart’s echo touching Icarus
while we remained grounded behind wire and gate and post

the song collected notes marking day’s end
the voice a memory of a friend

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