The city mothers

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The city mothers They look out from bosoms like river barriers, proof against the tides of the accidental city. In canteen and takeaway the city mothers, plain and decent as their overalls, lay sleepers of sugar, starch and carbohydrate under lives that would otherwise remain unredressed. The women in our chippy, calm and excellent as doctors, reserve fine discriminations for batter and potatoes. Looking at me, and seeing only a man, they know I would drift away from my life if I could and find me, like the others, an extra half-piece of fish. I am still saturated with their charity in the morning. 0 DAVID KENNEDY

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The city mothers They look out from bosoms like river barriers, proof against the tides of the accidental city.

In canteen and takeaway the city mothers, plain and decent as their overalls,

lay sleepers of sugar, starch and carbohydrate under lives that would otherwise remain unredressed.

The women in our chippy, calm and excellent as doctors, reserve fine discriminations for batter and potatoes.

Looking at me, and seeing only a man, they know I would drift away from my life if I could

and find me, like the others, an extra half-piece of fish. I am still saturated with their charity in the morning.

0 DAVID KENNEDY