A Wound Clambered To Its Height Poem by Catherine Yen
A Wound Clambered To Its Height
My oath was deeply hidden
In the crack of time
On the edge of beehive
Waiting for a breath of crystallization
You, the deeply stooped woman
I’ve been through to submit to you
Testified the poetry
Where to shine lustrously?
Tolerate
As in the past
That painful words the tender
Waiting for the advance
The profound and tenacious I
Struggled a bitter mind
Shed the wall
A wound clambered to its height
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