Visitors to Sydney always come here.

Tourists, backpackers, sunbakers and surfers in that order.

YEATS AT BONDI a haiku by John Tranter  
Bondi Beach—
that drongo-thronged,
that nong-tormented sea.

"Bondi"  is an Aboriginal for water breaking over rocks or noise of water breaking over rocks.[2] The Australian Museum records that Bondi means place where a flight of nullas took place.

Growing up in Bondi
On grass-clipping streets and median strips
and cracked concrete that baked in heat and
bitumen on roads that bubbled under feet,
you hurled water bombs at the kids
from around the street and
went to the beach 'cos that's
just what you did.

Excerpt from Adam Gibson's poem

Other poems mentioning Bondi:
Salt by Luke Davies

The View from The Roof (Tipping, Richard) Bondi Pavilion blonde serve of beach bald green headlands stretching away Waverley Cemetery jutting...
Elegy in a research laboratory or ode to geophagy (Brown, Pam) (scum of the earth) becomes the subject. With ease, we scorn Bondi Garden Kitten BBQ & eat in....
The Taxi (Page, Geoff) which is to shift her from a last tall Bondi morning to backroom afternoons in Ryde, pulls up...
Chess (Skovron, Alex) On Tuesday nights you sat the School of Arts in Bondi Road — blackjumper nights of chess across a...
Morning of the wreckers (Page, Geoff) My grandmother's house in Bondi Junction the morning of the wreckers … A grey light fills the...
From the Centre to the Edge (Marshall-Stoneking, Billy) over like a boomerang. Later, at Bondi, we pulled him by the arms until he looked over the wall along...

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