
In symbiosis
sharing knowledge and life breath
Mum and epiphyte

In symbiosis
sharing knowledge and life breath
Mum and epiphyte

No one’s wandering
a pall descends over head
winter is coming.

Time of the gold rush:
treasure drops from city trees,
Auckland in autumn.

Queen of the forest
looming over her kingdom
waves leaves at the breeze.

Let a toddler eat,
they’ll share with the whole carpet;
trees dropping their leaves.