Elly McDonald


Superman 2 (1982)

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He will return, unwelcome

but welcomed by some

naturally divisive like a mirror

drawing the line between the land of the

existent and the image zone:

His face hasn’t changed and his voice

remains the same; no excuses

to start afresh, no new chink

to offer glimpses

of a different person, unavoidably himself

present physically and emotionally


cold, colorless

eyes that register nothing an

expression that won’t alter

altercation made flesh

uncalled for, he’s comeback

underneath he never went

what is true, is eternal; what is false

is what you will

He returns to resume his place here

as if nothing has


Author: Elly McDonald

Worked in the Australian rock music industry as a journalist and published widely as a poet before moving to London and spending the better part of a decade in advertising agencies. Returned to Australia and tried teaching, primarily teaching English to non-English speaking, newly-arrived refugees but also briefly as a high school classroom teacher. Has travelled Western Europe, North Africa, Russia, Northern India, East Asia, coastal USA, some Pacific Islands, and Australia.

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