The Surprise

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The Surprise

The things the armoured towers

tell

are not quite real

The things they do

never вАЬhappenвАЭ

only their actions

convince

on those occasions

when they blow up

and scatter her reason

Sometimes

a level shaft of sweetness

cleaves

the irate thunder

Miss Bunn

whose face of a china doll

has taken on a

significance

of foolish intelligence

that children love so well

who performs

the duties of a clown

and whose doorвБ†вАФbell

is so low down

often invited to come

cajoles

chaos to laughter

seldom heard in this home

and only

in company

as a disguise for thunder

вАЬIf you be good girl or boy

as I suppose you be

you will neither laugh nor smile

at the tickling of your kneeвАЭ

She brings

a surprise basket

full

of Japanese fishes

of cotton wool

вАЬWe will not tell

Miss BunnвАЭ

says father

вАЬwhat we have done

peeping in the basketвАЭ

In the evening

the armoured towers are sitting

round the surprise

вАФThey look as if they will not be sitting there longвБ†вАФ

They ask itвБ†вАФ

вАЬHave you peeped in the basket?вАЭ

Ova looking

partakingly at the father

anxious not to do wrong

вАЬNoвАЭ

вАЬHoвАЭ

Snaps the father

вАЬyou opened that surprise

under my eyesвАЭ

Jumping out of chairs

вАЬLiarвАЭ

makes a lot of noise

She is turned into a liar

by father

They push her

out of the front door with their hands

Her head expands

There is nothing

she knows how to expect from these big bodies

who hustle her through demeaning duties

in humiliation

and without animation

A coolness rising

from the rainy gravel

dampвБ†вАФsmelling friendliness of the dark

allays her

sudden fever

She has left behind her

forever

Liar

whatever

it is

and Japanese fishes

She decides to travel

A hand upon her shoulder

jolts her

with mocking laughter

bolts her

to smoulder

once more

behind the door