Monday, August 03, 2009

Right now, I'm a ball of good things.

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For some reason, I am living in here a lot now. I am not quite sure why. Wiggle room for the mind? Either way, it's better this way.
Posted by Hannah Lim at 11:55:00 PM

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Hannah Lim said...

Gwen Harwood - 'Past and Present'

I

A fish on my hook thrashed
in its passion of air, and spiked
my finger clean to the bone.
On the phosphorescent browns
and blacks of the rotting pier
my blood fell drop by drop.
You seized my finger and sucked the wound,
and left my hand in yours
as you spoke of the echoes of pigment:
how sunset gashed the west
and my blood cooled on decaying wood
with the selfsame fading colours.
A painter absorbed in light,
and myself, neither woman nor child—
a nest of self-torturing demons—
we sat until darkness fell
and the luminescent water glowed
with thickets of bristling eyes,
and shoreward the seawind breathed
in ribs of inconstant stone.
Between the pulse of the sea
and the quick pulse of my throbbing wound
I felt your life-bright presence drawing
my inward sight to its point of rest.

04 August, 2009 00:01

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