Birthmark Poem by Henry Tong

Birthmark

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A stirring silhouette,
a fall of grace.
A blooming bud of peony,
a scar forever stamped.

Precisely measured stroke
a gift of uncertain joke.
Absorbed stares and sneers
and disdained the Tarot seers.

An impregnable armor,
a pool of hopeless stain.
A mark that creates body
a mark never changed by me.

Tuesday, August 28, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: identity
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