Elly McDonald


Patient (1984)

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He thinks he recognises her

the smile slips out before he realises

this stranger, fleshed with her features, has borrowed

her body and sits in challenge

there, across his bacon and eggs

her breath between them

lips moving cheerfully, over his coffee

eyes alight (a smart trick, that)

this routine relies

all normality depends – on his not revealing

he know the truth: the truth he knows

he will not betray

the smile freezes; she returns it


Author: Elly McDonald

Australian-born, with English mother, has lived in several Australian cities and in London. Travelled widely. Way way back when, published widely as a poet and short story writer.

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