He sits in the square surrounded by bells. The sound of bells. Not real bells. There is a girl sitting on a bench. A green bench. chipped, with the initials of other lovers carved into it. Four small boys. The girl is writing a letter. The girl glances up from writing the letter. She is smiling. He thinks: she is writing a love letter. The boys creep past on the girl's side of the wall. She sees them creeping past.
Morrissey, Michael, The letter, bells, creeping boys, Kunapipi, 2(2), 1980.