Elly McDonald

Writer

Clouds (1982)

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Here. so high,

we can count the clouds.

So few – such thin vapours!

We blow them away

Then

feel their chill.

They clasp my hands as they kiss my face;

they touch us like

a stranger’s tears.

Author: Elly McDonald

Art lover. Loves her family and her dog. 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 briefly tried teaching, primarily teaching English to non-English speaking, newly-arrived refugees but also 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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