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Whirinaki

Erin Donohue

 

Before the moustached policeman
marched towards us.
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Before the helicopter landed and all the blades of grass
bowed before it.
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Before the faraway sound of the
propellers made us all sit up
straight.
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Before we dialled the emergency services but
couldn’t get through.
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Before the water ran off us but the
desperation stuck.
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Before the tears and
the one hundred river crossings and
the piggybacks along
flooded paths.
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Before we even left the cabin that morning.
There was a rain so heavy it nearly washed away
everything.

 

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