The
Quongs
Arranged
by Ouyang Yu
Uncle
Arthur did not speak to her
He
knew she was there, but he did not speak
and
she did not expect him to
only
she liked to be there
hanging
over the stable door
They
never spoke very much, the Quongs
They
sat there at tea
eating
a tin of herrings, sitting in the room behind the store
Amy
and Arthur and Margaret
and
they were very complete
they
ate stolidly, they passed each other the things
their
hands touched and sundered
and
it was enough to be there
the
three of them
that
was quite enough
Margaret
would have liked to live at the store
Amy
and Arthuer would have liked it too
But
this was a state they did not consider
they
did not mention, though each of them knew what the others thought
There
was a silent mutual agreement in almost everything
the
Quongs
did1
1
All the words in italics in this poem, arranged by Ouyang Yu, are
from Patrick White, Happy
Valley. Text
Publishing, 2012 [1939], p. 113.
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