Gwen Harwood
Taringa, Queensland
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The Wound

Rating: 4.7
The tenth day, and they give
my mirror back. Who knows
how to drink pain, and live?
I look, and the glass shows
the truth, fine as a hair,
of the scalpel's wounding care.

A round reproach to all
that's warped, uncertain, clouded,
the sun climbs. On the wall,
by the racked body shrouded
in pain, is a shadow thrown;
simple, unchanged, my own.

Body, on whom the claims
of spirit fall to inspire
and terrify, there flames
at your least breath a fire
of anguish, not for this pain,
but that scars will remain.

You will be loved no less.
Spirit can build, make shift
with what there is, and press
pain to its mould; will lift
from your crucible of night
a form dripping with light.

Felix culpa. The sun
lights in my flesh the great
wound of the world. What's done
is done. In man's estate
let my flawed wholeness prove
the art and scope of love.
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Dr Antony Theodore 25 April 2020
Body, on whom the claims of spirit fall to inspire and terrify, there flames at your least breath a fire of anguish, not for this pain, but that scars will remain.. a very fine poem indeed. tony
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Kevin Patrick 17 July 2019
When I read this I think of every person I love who has had to face ordeals in a hospital, my grandfathers triple bypass, my cousins heart condition, and all the things they must endeaur to lifes wounds. A fine work that captures human pain.
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Mahtab Bangalee 17 July 2019
Body, on whom the claims of spirit fall to inspire and terrify, there flames at your least breath a fire of anguish, not for this pain, but that scars will remain. // excellently wrote the wound in this stanza beautiful poem shared, thanks
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Adeeb Alfateh 17 July 2019
You will be loved no less. Spirit can build, make shift with what there is, and press pain to its mould; will lift from your crucible of night a form dripping with light. excellent write great 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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Edward Kofi Louis 17 July 2019
What's done! ! ! ! ! ! Is done! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 17 July 2019
" In man's estate let ly flawed wholeness prove the art and scope of love" Beautiful conceptualization. Well deserved modern poem of the day.
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Dr Antony Theodore 17 July 2019
What's done is done. In man's estate let my flawed wholeness prove the art and scope of love. beautiful and noble. tony
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Anil Kumar Panda 17 July 2019
A very nice poem indeed. 'ou will be loved no less. Spirit can build, make shift with what there is, and press pain to its mould; will lift from your crucible of night a form dripping with light.'... is so beautiful.10+++++
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Kumarmani Mahakul 17 July 2019
Body, on whom the claims of spirit fall to inspire and terrify, there flames at your least breath a fire of anguish, not for this pain, but that scars will remain....outstanding conceptualization. Beautiful poem..
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