Gwen Harwood
Taringa, Queensland
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Last Meeting

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Shadows grazing eastward melt
from their vast sun-driven flocks
into consubstantial dusk.
A snow wind flosses the bleak rocks,

strips from the gums their rags of bark,
and spins the coil of winter tight
round our last meeting as we walk
the littoral zone of day and night,

light's turncoat margin: rocks and trees
dissolve in nightfall-eddying waters;
tumbling whorls of cloud disclose
the cold eyes of the sea-god's daughters.

We tread the wrack of grass that once
a silver-bearded congregation
whispered about our foolish love.
Your voice in calm annunciation

from the dry eminence of thought
rings with astringent melancholy:
'Could hope recall, or wish prolong
the vanished violence of folly?

Minute by minute summer died;
time's horny skeletons have built
this reef on which our love lies wrecked.
Our hearts drown in their cardinal guilt.'

The world, said Ludwig Wittgenstein,
is everything that is the case.
- The warmth of human lips and thighs;
the lifeless cold of outer space;

this windy darkness; Scorpio
above, a watercourse of light;
the piercing absence of one face
withdrawn for ever from my sight.
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Dr Antony Theodore 31 July 2020
this windy darkness; Scorpio above, a watercourse of light; the piercing absence of one face withdrawn for ever from my sight. very good poem
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Emmma 23 July 2020
Hello this poem is a great poem I showed my kids lol
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Mahtab Bangalee 27 May 2020
Minute by minute summer died; time's skeletons have built this reef on which our love lies wrecked. Our hearts drown in their cardinal guilt.'..........excellent poetic writings...great
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Dr Antony Theodore 04 February 2020
light's turncoat margin: rocks and trees dissolve in nightfall-eddying waters; tumbling whorls of cloud disclose the cold eyes of the sea-god's daughters. a very fine poem. tony
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Dr Antony Theodore 17 July 2019
Scorpio above, a watercourse of light; the piercing absence of one face withdrawn for ever from my sight. very fine poem
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Paul Warren 21 June 2015
A good description of life as a parent. Thank you.
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Kirti Sharma 15 June 2014
beautiful.. i like the first stanza..
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wonderful! ! And touching...
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Josephine Collett 15 June 2012
Beautiful evocative poem from the well repected and well known Australian poet Gwen Harwood, from Brisbane, my home town.
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Great work and nice collection
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