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by Steven Beauchamp

Arcing out of the black Pacific sky
like a falling star banking due south
over Brisbane just as the sun rose
on the other side of the world,
we saw the primeval canvas of Australia
spread out toward Sydney in a swirling vision
of rolling eucalyptus mountains,
black snakes of water slithering
into valleys of fire.  Then the deep blue
and gray rocks of the harbor lapping
fields with row upon row of runways
planted with planes.

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