"No part of you is broken. / No bruises and no disease / and no neurological torpor / filling you up like a cold season."
— Guest, Paul
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Work Title
Date
June, 2011
Metaphor
"No part of you is broken. / No bruises and no disease / and no neurological torpor / filling you up like a cold season."
Metaphor in Context
[...] You hurt--
you decide this is pain,
this is what pain is. No part of you is broken.
No bruises and no disease
and no neurological torpor
filling you up like a cold season.
Your body is strange.
Dragonflies mate in flight,
you once read many summers ago,
and until you saw this
kneeling in the sop of mud beside a stream,
their wings singing,
their insectile selves coupled, one,
you thought this
could not be true.
You were about to pray. What were the words?
(p. 39)
you decide this is pain,
this is what pain is. No part of you is broken.
No bruises and no disease
and no neurological torpor
filling you up like a cold season.
Your body is strange.
Dragonflies mate in flight,
you once read many summers ago,
and until you saw this
kneeling in the sop of mud beside a stream,
their wings singing,
their insectile selves coupled, one,
you thought this
could not be true.
You were about to pray. What were the words?
(p. 39)
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Provenance
Reading
Citation
Paul Guest, "After Damascus," Harper's Magazine, June 2011): 39. <Link to Harper's>
Date of Entry
07/25/2011
