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Autumn in The Antipodes


To the casual eye,
autumn gives no cue 
in the Australian bush.
No last choke of color 
to see off a season,
trees here keep 
their clothes on.

Change is subtle, 
leaves are shed all year 
in a sprinkle of drab.  
Here though, trees
can suddenly drop 
a half ton limb
on a dead calm day
when there's not
a breath of wind.

Copyright © Paul Willason

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