The Wider Life

         I once was a dull, narrow housewife,
         With nothing to talk of at all
            But the loves, the frustrations,
            The rows, the relations,
         Of the woman from over the wall.

         But now I've a job I'm quite different,
         I can talk with a sparkle like wine
            Of the loves, the frustrations,
            The rows, the relations,
         Of the girl at the desk next to mine.

                                                      Celia Fremlin

First published 1981

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