Elly McDonald

Writer

Showdown (1982)

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this is untrue

not necessary

the sun is in my eyes; I glare back

 

what was given is unguarded but what is

Mine will not be taken

take your fingers from my face

 

I came

here alone: I remain

unmoved

 

a flat earth, full of cowboys

hard men, six feet junder

a mythic phallusy, walking dead

 

and you, your flesh is waxen

eyes are cold, your movements stiff

if you can stand it, stand your ground

 

but show me life

or I swear

I’l bury you

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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