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Sport 39: 2011

From the Hotel De Vere

From the Hotel De Vere

for john pule

Lithe blond and beautiful

the girl flying up the concrete steps

between Potts Point and Woolloomooloo
as if on wings that were invisible

A goddess who may once have darted through
an olive grove in Tuscany)

leaving me to saunter sunstruck in Sydney.

Only later
from a green room at the De Vere

with a view across orange roof tiles
to Elizabeth Bay’s blue inlet

did I remember

sweat dark between her shoulderblades

how the motif on her TEE shirt

bore the legend

AIR ITALIA.