Sunday afternoon

There’s a certain peace
to be found here,
under the trees,
as the Sunday afternoon
shoppers begin to disperse,
kids squealing as they
run past the hissing fountain
that sprays them
with cold, dirty water,
the magpies
and currawongs
caroling to the setting sun.
The city is becalmed now
and becomes almost attractive,
and, just for a moment,
you can pretend
that it will always
be like this.


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