Thursday 14th November 2019
As with so many fellow poets around Australia, Cloudcatchers, on the Far North Coast of NSW, have been experiencing the trauma and uncertainty of the drastic bushfire situation. Although we are thankful that none has been personally damaged, some have relatives fighting fires, or are housing valuables of friends in danger. Smoke haze has been intense, and the sun, in a uniformly grey sky, was witnessed as a vague fiery red ball (even safe for the eye to focus), as it slipped down at dusk.
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On the shores of Lake Ainsworth, Lennox Head, Northern NSW
Thursday, 2 May 2019
Lake Ainsworth at Lennox Head is a freshwater lake just across the road from the Pacific Ocean. It is surrounded by tea trees that stain its depths with tannin. The Jali people of the Bundjalung Nation, the original owners if this land, recognised the healing benefits of the lake’s natural oils.
The Sports and Recreation Centre, at the opposite end from the picnic area, sourced the lake with a scattering of colourful sails. The laughter of school children came from boats, paddle boards, canoes and swimmers. Voices approached us through the even greater clamour of abundant lorikeets overhead. Seagulls came from the ocean to cavort in dark waters. Continue reading “Cloudcatchers Autumn Ginko # 53”
barking dogs –
the swaggie’s progress
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. . . .drought
..the sun sinking
through sheep ribs
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Pop Denison Park, Ballina
Thursday, 31 January 2019
When reading any haiku journal, either on-line or hard cover, you will probably find that over 50% use sight as the featured sense. And yet we have five senses: sight, smell, hearing, touch and taste. This phenomenon was explored at the summer ginko of the Cloudcatcher group on the Far North Coast of NSW, at Pop Denison Park on the banks of Shaw’s Bay at the estuary of the Richmond River, in Ballina. Continue reading “Cloudcatcher Summer Ginko # 52”
Thursday, 27 September 2018
Why is it that a gathering of haiku poets evokes such a deep sense of fellowship? Nine of us gathered at a favourite site – Bangalow weir – once an inland creek dammed to form the local swimming pool, and now a freed waterway in a parkland setting. Another Cloudcatcher joined us later, after attending a funeral, so there were ten for lunch at the adjacent Heritage House: a historical museum and café run by local volunteers.
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