Cirrus@Austlit

Dedication: This small book of poems (the proceeds of which will go towards the Royal Alexandra Children's Hospital, Camperdown) was written by one who knew only twenty-two years of mortality; it is offered as a humble flowing gift of remembrance, by her mother.

Dedication: It was impossible to think of her as 'not there', equally impossible was it to think of her as wrapped in sleep, or even transformed to a heavenly meekness. How easy a thing after all had been the passage she feared. She would have had no sort of tolerance for any melancholy or brooding grief. But she would desire to be tenderly remembered. She would not have had grief as though parted, but as strong a love as though we were separated but for a little. Extract from Benson's 'Beauty of Life'.

Epigraph: Face to face with the sunflower Cheek to cheek with the rose, We follow a secret highway Hardly a traveller knows. Mary Webb.

This volume of poetry was published posthumously by Park's mother after her death.