Peter Boyle Poems
- Education Seven years old, on loan to an uncle and a bundle...
- The Unknowable Who had children. Who died. Who found ...
- Missing Words I don’t know how many things there are in this ...
- Some Mountains The mountain beyond that pass has no name. It ...
- Four Voices For A Century I am learning to see: Long dark ...
- The Apocrypha Of William O'sha...
- Separation You in the high-walled fortress of sleep I on an ...
Peter Boyle is an Australian poet and translator.
Peter Boyle was born in Melbourne, Victoria, in 1951. He has published nine collections of poetry, including The Blue Cloud of Crying and Coming Home From the World.
Boyle has also published translations of Federico García Lorca, Luis Cernuda, Eugenio Montejo, César Vallejo, Pierre Reverdy, and others. more »
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Seven years old,
on loan to an uncle
and a bundle of cash went missing.
For three days locked in a room, beaten.
The golden orbs of pennies roasted in an oven
removed by tongs
glisten on a child’s skin
as she screams and screams.
These round white scars
that remain even today
without the shadow of colour
with only the ash’s afterglow.
After telling that story
you burnt your hand on the iron,
burnt it yourself,
your punishment for breaking silence.
You rushed to the balcony but they pulled you back inside.