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I get a sort of science fiction feelinghere Cheers P -----Original Message----- From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of Jill Jones Sent: 19 January 2011 01:22 To: [log in to unmask] Subject: snap summer salvage (The Girl) Salvage in rain ceaseless light distances rock star-wobble rivers pass animals looping to describe what is fragile (oh mother!) to cover domes to meet summer white rise eyeing savage stages extremity trees thunder pins lightning to vibrate storm houses wind into cloud banks manners between buildings sight breaches cry blows in skeleton solace colours sunlight Jill Jones - 19 Jan 2011, Sydney This poem is another retrieval where salvaged words seemed to form around some thinking on this summer's various La Niņa events, including my own recent travel through areas where drought has turned to greening and once-empty rivers and lakes are huge and brown with silt, as well as contact with friends experiencing flood. __________________________ Jill Jones [log in to unmask] website: www.jilljones.com.au blog: rubystreet.blogspot.com