Triste, Triste Poem by Gwen Harwood

Triste, Triste

Rating: 4.6


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 OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 04 February 2020

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

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Roseann Novak 15 August 2016

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.

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Savita Tyagi 04 February 2020

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

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Nike Ilupeju 04 February 2020

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

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Mahtab Bangalee 04 February 2020

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

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Ratnakar Mandlik 27 May 2020

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

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Kumarmani Mahakul 27 May 2020

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!

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Shaun Cronick 27 May 2020

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.

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Dr Antony Theodore 27 May 2020

'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

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Gwen Harwood

Gwen Harwood

Taringa, Queensland
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