Elly McDonald


Tourist (1982)

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You with that silly, happy smile on your face

Your Luna Park expression

The night the bridge astride the Harbour

jade structure: onyx waters

A photo in the negative, inverse vigour

Oil-slick black

Your laughter your face

Lit up like the foreshores

Glisten lights dazzle: blare life

A night studded gold and incorrigible red

These ferries (marine glow-worms)

Humming purposefully by

Your eyes wide and shining

Firefly city

burn bright

I don’t want you to leave me


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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