Treasure Island

Gwen Harwood

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

'Thought is Surrounded by a Halo'


Show me the order of the world,
the hard-edge light of this-is-so
prior to all experience
and common to both world and thought,
no model, but the truth itself.

Language is not a perfect game,
and if it were, how could we play?
The world's more than the sum of things
like moon, sky, centre, body, bed,
as all the singing masters know.

Picture two lovers side by side
who sleep and dream and wake to hold
the real and imagined world
body by body, word by word
in the wild halo of their thought.

Submitted: Friday, April 20, 2012

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