Elly McDonald

Writer

Mirror (1985)

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from across the room this woman
stares: this face you’ve seen
distorted
by emotion by years by the camera
this face soft-framed
defamed
a face badly-loved, well-hated
unresolved
different every time, every time
you feel the same
you still
feel the same
you feel your face
dissolve into hers; you take
her expression, you turn
into her, towards her her
smile on your
lips
her reflected
in grey eyes
hungry eyes
your move – and her face
falls

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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