Grey-Headed Flying Foxes
It should have been a portend, of sorts-
when the bats first congregated
in their tens of thousands over the Northern Illawarra
in a prelude to the massive bushfires
along the east coast on New Year’s Eve.
Every evening about 7
they arrive like messengers of doom
circling the skies and nesting in the tall Blackbutt gums
and Turpentine trees above our homes.
The poem was first published in Linked Verse 001 by Laughing Ronin Press (August 2023).
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photo: George Anderson (click to enlarge)
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