THE MOMENT

By Regina (Gina) PiroskaTasmania, Australia Exhaling, I hear the sound of my breath as I lean into the rising hush.  A breeze plays with a bit of puffy down, picks it up, twirling, a vortex along a dusty pathway.  A swallow circles the white bit of fluff that whirls this way, then that until finally, in a suspended split-second, the bird snatches the fluff, flying quickly under the eaves of the deserted bank building and deposits it into the newly-made nest. small townthe second-hand shop signsays 'cash only' 2025 - Edited from a published version 2022 (Modern Haiku (print edition) -…

Seagulls

By Regina (Gina) PiroskaTasmania, Australia seagulls gatheron the abandoned trawlera drifting cloud Published Echidna Tracks #15 

October Showers

By: Regina (Gina) PiroskaTurners Beach, Tasmania, Australiaoctober showersa blackbird tugs at the wormstretchingwe prepare to join the group at a yoga retreat Published catchment edition 4 2025

Magpie

By: Regina (Gina) PiroskaTurners Beach, Tasmania, Australia the magpiepostures on a sheep's backin tall wheat grassthe discarded red remainsof a rusted-out plough Published catchment edition 4 2025

BEACHED

By Regina (Gina) PiroskaTasmania, Australia Heat hangs, torrid, pressing upon tired shoulders. Touched by the occasional warm starfish an ancient, patchy, bird-shit monument kneels in puddled sand beneath a sky stitched to the sea. below bluesails billowover blue Ripples circle the rock where, in the tide's cloud-crawl, tiny crabs get on with their crabby lives and I wonder how words can convey this sense without images to the eye. On this slow, tedious, amplified afternoon, I lean against the colossus baffled by the clamour of these idiot gulls, ignorant in the art of give and take, because it's perfectly clear…