Elly McDonald


X (1983)

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Walking past this house the temptation is strong

A brick through the window, a boot in the door

This is white This is open This is fragile This is

Valued – auctioned last Saturday (the bidding was persistent)

This is someone else’s property


Someone else’s


Home This is closed to the streets with

No remembrance of past No

Remembrance of loyalties No haven


for the outcast I hope


Scrawls graffiti on your walls in

Indelible black and

it lasts

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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