Gwen Harwood

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

Anniversary - Poem by Gwen Harwood

So the light falls, and so it fell
on branched leaved with flocking birds.
Loght stole a citys weight to swell
the coloured lofe of stone. Your words
hung weightless in my ear: Remember me.

All words except those words were drowned
in the fresh babbling rush of spring.
In summer's dream-filled light one sound
echoed through all the whispering
galleries of green: Remember me.

Rods of light point home the flocking
starlings to wintry trees, and turn
stone into golden ochre, locking
the orbit of my pain. I learn
the weight of light and stone. Remember me.


Comments about Anniversary by Gwen Harwood

  • Gold Star - 23,360 Points Edward Kofi Louis (7/17/2015 4:28:00 PM)

    So it fell with the muse of life. Nice work. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 4,915 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (7/17/2015 9:07:00 AM)

    Repetition of 'Remember Me'...by use it's unique. A nice poem with experimentally used words by it's unheard sounds translated by poets own tongue. 'Branched leaved' or 'Loght'....otherwise can't make any sense. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 3, 2008



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