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Friday, 3 September 2021

Outcropping by Nathan Mifsud

How strange, memory,
that when lava came
it wasn’t heat that burned
your senses
but patterns on the bark,
a butterfly, sweetness of dirt.

portents
fleeting scents.

From: http://cordite.org.au/poetry/game/outcropping/

Date: 2021

By: Nathan Mifsud (19??- )