Gwen Harwood

(8 June 1920 – 4 December 1995 / Taringa, Queensland)

Triste, Triste

Poem by Gwen Harwood

In the space between love and sleep
when heart mourns in its prison
eyes against shoulder keep
their blood-black curtains tight.
Body rolls back like a stone, and risen
spirit walks to Easter light;

away from its tomb of bone,
away from the guardian tents
of eyesight, walking alone
to unbearable light with angelic
gestures. The fallen instruments
of its passion lie in the relic

darkness of sleep and love.
And heart from its prison cries
to the spirit walking above:
'I was with you in agony.
Remember your promise of paradise,'
and hammers and hammers, 'remember me.'


Comments about Triste, Triste by Gwen Harwood

  • Ratnakar Mandlik (5/27/2020 11:22:00 PM)

    " Darkness of sleep and love" . A superb conceptualization. Well deserved modern poem of the day.(Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (5/27/2020 5:07:00 PM)

    Darkness of sleep and love cries in prison but spirit awakens towards light of joy. Remembering the promise of paradise, the hammer remembers you. With love, peace, sleep and deepness, spirit walks to Easter light. A great poem is excellently penned and we feel the light inside. This poem has deep philosophy. A nice modern poem of the day is chosen, which is very heart touching!(Report)Reply

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  • Shaun CronickShaun Cronick (5/27/2020 9:35:00 AM)

    A well chosen and well written Poem of the Day from the late great Gwen Harwood.
    And there are echoes in her poems of the late great Ella Wheeler Wilcox.(Report)Reply

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (5/27/2020 3:54:00 AM)

    'I was with you in agony.
    Remember your promise of paradise, '
    and hammers and hammers, 'remember me.' In the space between love and sleep. very fine poem. tony(Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (2/4/2020 3:16:00 PM)

    Beautifully spirit walks to Easter light. This poem is very interestingly written and this is a nice poem of the day.(Report)Reply

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  • Nike IlupejuNike Ilupeju (2/4/2020 3:05:00 PM)

    " The fallen instruments of its passion lie in the relic" A spirit no longer with its body. This is a beautiful poem(Report)Reply

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  • Savita TyagiSavita Tyagi (2/4/2020 10:38:00 AM)

    Some time in our dreams that promise of paradise is fulfilled if our hearts too rise with the grear spirit. Beautiful poem.(Report)Reply

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  • paul amrod (2/4/2020 8:29:00 AM)

    Triste is a Latin word meaning sorrow. The disappointment of unfulfilled feelings of love are perfectly described. Truly beautifully depicted.(Report)Reply

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (2/4/2020 4:18:00 AM)

    Im Raum zwischen Liebe und Schlaf,
    wenn das Herz in seinem Gefängnis trauert,
    halten die Augen gegen die Schulter
    ihre blutschwarzen Vorhänge fest. Wunderbare Ausdrucke. tony(Report)Reply

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  • Mahtab BangaleeMahtab Bangalee (2/4/2020 12:49:00 AM)

    'I was with you in agony.
    Remember your promise of paradise, '..../// yeah really that's a great poetic expression(Report)Reply

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  • Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (8/15/2016 8:44:00 PM)

    WOW! ! ! ! very beautiful!(Report)Reply

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (8/15/2016 4:59:00 PM)

    And heart from its prison cries
    to the spirit walking above:
    'I was with you in agony.
    Remember your promise of paradise, '- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - that is an awesome piece of writing(Report)Reply

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  • Ratnakar Mandlik (8/15/2016 11:27:00 AM)

    Remember your promise of paradise;
    and hammers and hammers, remember me.
    Nice write. Thanks for sharing.(Report)Reply

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  • Roseann Novak (8/15/2016 11:09:00 AM)

    Christian imagery - rolls back like a stone, tomb, Easter light - suggests a longing for spiritual life, freedom from the emotions that hold the poet hostage. The body becomes a relic; love and life are portrayed as darkness. The poet is sad, sad because her heart, her voice can only call out to that transcendent state.(Report)Reply

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  • Partha Pratim GoswamiPartha Pratim Goswami (8/15/2016 9:58:00 AM)

    what an imagination of demise, love & heart.wonderful poem(Report)Reply

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  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (8/15/2016 6:38:00 AM)

    Walking alone! ! With the muse of life. Thanks for sharing.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 20, 2012