Friday, April 20, 2012

The Wound Comments

Rating: 4.8

The tenth day, and they give
my mirror back. Who knows
how to drink pain, and live?
I look, and the glass shows
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Gwen Harwood
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Powerful and touching poem.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 16 May 2021

A solemn poem about how a wound gets better and how the feelings are also the pain that had been there. Touchuing poem about the healing of a wound and how the ex-patient looked like.5 Stars full. A finest read so true

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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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Pranab K Chakraborty 17 July 2019

Beautifully crafted with skilled hand. Words here dancing to wear a gown of meaning as common reader could catch a flame of poetic mind. Unique the piece of word-art. Thanks PH for putting this poem.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 17 July 2019

A well penned poetic expression....

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Jane Campion 17 July 2019

Imaginative and beautifully written.

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John Cena 23 February 2017

pre lit ayyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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John Cena 23 February 2017

pre lit ayeeeeeeeeeee

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Lyn Paul 02 March 2015

So beautifully expressed by Gwen and wonderful to see an Australian in the Top 500 poets.

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Gwen Harwood

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