Portrait Poem by Louise Gluck

Portrait

Rating: 4.8


A child draws the outline of a body.
She draws what she can, but it is white all through,
she cannot fill in what she knows is there.
Within the unsupported line, she knows
that life is missing; she has cut
one background from another. Like a child,
she turns to her mother.

And you draw the heart
against the emptiness she has created.

Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: mom
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 07 April 2015

Beautiful, Louise. As a parent, that touched my heart

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Mahtab Bangalee 04 December 2020

she cannot fill in what she knows is there. Within the unsupported line, she knows that life is missing; ... excellent poem penned on the theme of the source of creation- apparently seems to me; from the nothingness the creation came into existence and again going to nothingness; and the portrait also like that comes from the nothingness and slowly to exhausting

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Suryendu Chaudhury 17 October 2020

There is that note of sorrow that never knows a better tomorrow, Stark, sharp and impactful.

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P A Noushad 16 October 2020

Great poem my dear friend Louise Gluck.

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P A Noushad 16 October 2020

How nicely my dear friend Louise Gluck you are writing a literary flower with spreading fragrance.

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Mahtab Bangalee 26 July 2019

you draw the heart against the emptiness she has created/// beautiful poem penned

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Louise Gluck

Louise Gluck

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