| Cabaret Vert Magazine | End of Dry Season Poem by Coral Hull |
windjana gorge/ a build up within the red rock at its driest/ baby freshwater crocs wait in small pools/ still as an eye-blink/ sharp yellow instinct split by a black wedge/ suspended between a glide and a slash/ of leaves that droop into reflections/ rocky snouts partially submerged for a breath at the waterline/ the north sky in layers building itself up/ and a twirl of screeching cockatoos hanging from the rock face/ their song/ is the map of aridity/ of silent deserts cut off at the pass/ by the plunge of sheer red walls into sandy river beds/ and western australian plateaus grown windy with wildflowers/ the rangers have deserted their quarters heading south/ to escape the strange high heat that gives the lungs liquid/ my dogs pant beneath the car on gravel bellies/ i put some water down and they lie across the dish/ any moment now/ the sky will break open/ thundering from cliff face to cliff face/ bringing down vertical land and trees grown horizontal/ blocks of walled water travelling along kilometres of sand |
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