Poem extract

By Tracy


From "Cowslip Orchids: for David E. Musselwhite", published in Hothouse (Fremantle Press/Arc 2002/2006) pp. 97-98.


3

Which of us is gone
which away from

this is a third space
word-made   uninhabited

the flowers are asterisks
contested passages

if flags   then yellow alert

nothing less certain
than what the world gives

a waxen solidity
      that passes

grass that receives
our tread and erases
all flesh is

      yet how we grasp.

Quairading walk

By Tracy

Because today was a beautiful, sunny spring day, and we knew the wildflowers would be out in greater numbers than last time, and because it was my birthday, we went for a long walk in the Quairading Nature Reserve.

We've visited there before, but today was the first time we walked all the way to Nookaminnie Rock, which has breathtaking views and is well worth the extra distance.

The woodland walk...





















Everlastings in their millions -- the photo shows only a small section and can't do it justice. Eventually you walk a path through acres of them to your left and right.























Resting mid-journey on Nookaminnie Rock.

Wildflower time in the wheatbelt

By Tracy

Orchids (and one isolated everlasting -- soon they will be out in their thousands)...