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Radio news bulletin in the car the last item read in those mellifluous tones is about a seven-year-old boy struck and killed by a car in a poor suburb of Wellington. The protocol around the legal and privacy issues means it’s “no name, no pack drill”, but he was someone, someone’s son, grandson perhaps even great-grandson. He had probably had siblings, definitely friends and playmates. Somewhere in a house with inadequate winter heating, where the household income is constantly under siege and life never rises above a struggle, there is a mother and a father who bear this greatest grief.  Andrew M. Bell
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May 15, 2022
May 15, 2022 at 12:48 AM UTC
BULLETIN AFTERTHOUGHT
Radio news bulletin in the car the last item read in those mellifluous tones is about a seven-year-old boy struck and killed by a car in a poor suburb of Wellington. The protocol around the legal and privacy issues means it’s “no name, no pack drill”, but he was someone, someone’s son, grandson perhaps even great-grandson. He had probably had siblings, definitely friends and playmates. Somewhere in a house with inadequate winter heating, where the household income is constantly under siege and life never rises above a struggle, there is a mother and a father who bear this greatest grief.  Andrew M. Bell
The poet acknowledges "The Typewriter", the online literary journal in which this poem was first published.
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May 15, 2022
May 15, 2022 at 12:48 AM UTC
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