Elly McDonald


Changed (1982)

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At this distance memory jumps

the bad times like a child

jumping puddles It skips

takes the mud in stride

making rocks into playthings

to dance over oceans

skimming the depths

a dare, a defiance

skittering cheek


brave cheat

inflicting no damage quick

sharp as that smile

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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