Australia Day

[fastmarshmallow]

Australia Day

I see from my room 
a purple jacaranda tree
in bloom, on a beach
in the coral sea.
Elsewhere, older fig trees grow,
where land retains the memory
of long ago and different names
for the native forest flames.
Or so I imagine it to be.

I adore this piece. I imagine it being sung to a child who struggles to sleep because of the stifling heat in tropical summer evenings. 

I am not sure whether there is a name for it, but your perspective follows a sort of ever-widening structure, beginning with the tiny square of a window frame (which N is presumably looking out of from their room), all the way to vast expanses of land and forest flames, a genus of plant sufficiently different to the jacaranda to grow in another biome entirely.

I'd like to think that N is in some kind of feverish, sultry environment and recalling a surreal dream. The heat, herbs, fruits are all, I think, similar motifs that support this interpretation. As Milo mentions, the rhymes being moved inwards also adds to this feel. Like something is off, but intentionally so.

And then the final line does well to 'close the tunnel' and wrap it up well without it sounding cliché or forced.