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

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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