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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 8, Number 4, December 2014


Cynthia Rowe
Sydney, New South Wales, Australia

Windblown Leaf

The light aircraft rattles off down the strip, rises into the air until the rainforest stretches out below, lush and impenetrable. My travelling companion, a nervous first flyer, eyes the interlocking green reaching to the horizon. I sense his edginess, his disbelief, an almost muted terror.

tangled fig tree
the fern basket perched
on a branch

We flutter over ranges that have never been explored; birds abound in this uncharted territory, this last frontier. "There is nowhere to put this thing down!" he whispers in my ear. "Man wasn't meant to fly." I take his hand. He calms, a little.

mating dance
a flurry of grebes
by the billabong

Author's Note: "Windblown Leaf" was first published in A Hundred Gourds 1:4, September 2012.



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