Gillian Thurlby


Help - Poem by Gillian Thurlby

Let me not in my response to true needs
Admit impediments. Help is not help
Which alters to assuage the one who leads,
Or bends to change the hand that fate has dealt:

Oh no! it is an ever-open heart
That gives no judgment and is never shaken;
It is a light that glimmers in the dark,
My deepest self made ready for the taking.

Help’s not Time’s fool though limits should be set
And boundaries made to hold me free from harm:
Help alters not, whatever may be said,
But offers love even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,
I never helped, nor woman ever loved.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 10, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, September 18, 2005


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