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A Note On The Ambulation Of Queueing Australians At Hong Kong Airport
As witnessed by the author after an absence from the mother country of some six weeks

A way of walking – loose-boned and spacious
A jaunt, feet lagging.  Dragging, lifting little, caring less.
There’s room for the treading, room for the spreading.  Room for the elbow on the bar.
A comfy, gravitational gait.  Moving bodies – human freight.
Pale and lumpy.  Laconic, dumpy.  Dowdy.
Smeared and wrinkled.  Freckled and dimpled.
Posture poor, belt secure
Across a gut that moves in gentle synchrony
With an off-hand, unmeasurable step.

Publication:  The Age, 23 January 1988.