Gwen Harwood

(8 June 1920 – 4 December 1995 / Taringa, Queensland)

In The Park - Poem by Gwen Harwood

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 Her clothes are out of date.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 passed 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.”


Comments about In The Park by Gwen Harwood

  • Freshman - 724 Points Briony Nicholls (6/3/2015 9:30:00 AM)

    A poem that powerfully evokes feeling in quite a visual way. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 324 Points Red (3/5/2015 12:48:00 AM)

    For me this was thought provoking and sad though powerful. The last line was a whammy Gwen and I only hope this is not based on experience. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 770 Points Birgitta Abimbola Heikka (1/3/2015 9:01:00 PM)

    Nicely-written poem about the mundane things in life. Don't quite agree with the last line. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 646 Points Maya Hanson (1/4/2014 10:51:00 AM)

    I love this! not the sort of thing i usually read though...thank you poem of the day program :)
    ~mye3 poet (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 16,408 Points * Sunprincess * (1/3/2014 6:52:00 PM)

    ....the last line was a surprise...enjoyed.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jamie Dewyer (1/3/2013 3:57:00 AM)

    wow, that is a great poem

    love is sacrifice, the ones you love the most, destroy you almost (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 3, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, December 5, 2011


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