WEN: EEE3BD
Exhibitor Name: Louise Moises
Division: Poetry
Class: 01 Shelter in Plac
At the Playground My two year old grandson stands before the locked playground shaking the gate, metal banging against metal He tries to squeeze between the rungs. How do I explain to a two year old why the swings are still, the slide vacant? A blue ball rests on the asphalt, no one there to kick it. Voices of children silenced by this isolation, playground closed. I look down at himover my mask, hold out my gloved hand, and guide him towards home.
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