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Woman To Man

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The eyeless labourer in the night,
the selfless, shapeless seed I hold,
builds for its resurrection day---
silent and swift and deep from sight
foresees the unimagined light.

This is no child with a child's face;
this has no name to name it by;
yet you and I have known it well.
This is our hunter and our chase,

the third who lay in our embrace.
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Mahtab Bangalee 22 January 2020

light there in the dark inn of body; woman to man seeks the path of life; woman to man seeks the peace, pleasure, happiness by surrendering all; but there lies the great difficulties on the middle bridge of path, there sorrow and thorns of life stings very much the sense of light; there everything is devastated by the unknown desired activities, there broken mirror glass shows the illusion of life cannot make the two in one, there two path makes ready to go two sides of life//

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Lyn Paul 22 January 2020

A beautiful poem by the late Judith Wright.

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Dr Antony Theodore 22 January 2020

This is the strength that your arm knows, the arc of flesh that is my breast, the precise crystals of our eyes. This is the blood's wild tree that grows the intricate and folded rose. very fine expressions.

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Edward Kofi Louis 22 January 2020

Question and reply! ! ! 'Woman to man. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Glen Kappy 22 January 2020

i logged into ph specifically to be able to comment on this poem. there are too many good images to list here in a short space, besides the combined dignity and intimacy with which wright describes the coming together that results in " the intricate and folded rose." very cool! -gk

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June Marion Fox 24 April 2019

One of the greatest poems in the English language.

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Gajanand Vyas 30 December 2017

the tremors of uncertainty experienced at the the time of pregnancy of a child is beautifully and minutely exhibited in the poem. it focuses on the relationship of man and woman especially when they come to have a child. i think that the metaphor of uncertainty runs throughout the poem. and the last line oh, hold me i am afraid again indicates this uncertainty.

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Charity Nduhiu 02 September 2015

Oh hold me, for I am afraid. I have liked this woman to man poem. Keep up Judith

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Ray Schreiber 04 July 2013

In this poem, as in many of her others, Judith Wright praises that which physically exists while sharing the greater reality that lives behind the curtain she pulls aside for us.

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