Gwen+Harwood+-+In+the+Park

=In The Park=

She sits in the park. Her clothes are out of date. Two children whine and bicker, tug her skirt. A third draws aimless patterns in the dirt. Someone she loved once passes by — too late

to feign indifference to that casual nod. "How nice, " et cetera. "Time holds great surprises." From his neat head unquestionably rises a small balloon... "but for the grace of God..."

They stand a while in flickering light, rehearsing the children's names and birthdays. "It's so sweet to hear their chatter, watch them grow and thrive," she says to his departing smile. Then, nursing the youngest child, sits staring at her feet. To the wind she says, "They have eaten me alive."



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