Quiet Eyes Poem by Katharine Tynan

Quiet Eyes

Rating: 3.3


The boys come home, come home from war,
With quiet eyes for quiet things --
A child, a lamb, a flower, a star,
A bird that softly sings.

Young faces war-worn and deep-lined,
The satin smoothness past recall;
Yet out of sight is out of mind
For the worst wrong of all.

As nightmare dreams that pass with sleep,
The horror and grief intolerable.
The unremembering young eyes keep
Their innocence. All is well!

The worldling's eyes are dusty dim,
The eyes of sin are weary and cold,
The fighting boy brings home with him
The unsullied eyes of old.

The war has furrowed the young face.
Oh, there's no all-heal, no wound-wort!
The soul looks from its hidden place
Unharmed, unflawed, unhurt.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 10 August 2017

Extraordinary piece of writing. Recognizing PTSD so many years ago. I thought we'd only recently recognized this.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 10 August 2017

Nice and touching poem....

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Mahtab Bangalee 10 August 2018

Excellent Writing- As nightmare dreams that pass with sleep, The horror and grief intolerable. The unremembering young eyes keep Their innocence. All is well! ..... All is well! All is well! All is well!

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Fredrick Nemes 10 August 2018

let us hear them war stories, for the boys are now men, They are home from war, With stories to share though with tears and blood.

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Susan Williams 10 August 2018

I'm glad this was selected POTD again- -I think she is a clever intelligent poet and I shall read more by her this time around.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 10 August 2018

This is my second visit to this poem that is selected as POD. for second time just after one year. Congratulations.

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Glen Kappy 10 August 2018

The last two lines of this poem being contrary to my understanding of what taking life does to a soul, I wonder if Tynan was being ironic, stating the opposite of what was true. Are not the nightmares and physical signs she notes evidence of what has happened to soldiers’ souls? -GK

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Susan Williams 10 August 2018

That's what I was thinking too, Glen. She sounds too intelligent about the boys' homecoming to believe their soul untouched

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Anil Kumar Panda 10 August 2018

A very sad poem indeed about kids returning from wars and their scars in heart and mind. Excellent.

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Adrian Flett 10 August 2018

'The soul looks from its hidden place' The sad ravages of war.

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Katharine Tynan

Katharine Tynan

23 January 1861 – 2 April 1931
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