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Sport 36: Winter 2008

Memorial Park

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Memorial Park

A couple lie embracing in Memorial Park,
In the middle of bare acres of grass. To the side,
In the corner, are the pillars of the war memorial,
Where one of my sons carried the colours
Of the Sea Scouts forward one Anzac Day.

This much is real. What can't be seen
From the windows of my car, or from any
Turning from or into Fraser Street, is why
Any of this should take place. And by now
The couple will have picked themselves up

And departed. The leaves on the central boughs
Of the planes on the Devonport Road side
Are yellowing prematurely. The reason is
(There was a reward of fered for information),
They were poisoned by someone wanting a view.