And Speak of Miracles

To celebrate our 75th birthday, we’re presenting exceptional works from Meanjin’s past that have defined and challenged Australian literary culture. This poem was first published in Meanjin Volume 19 Issue 2, 1960.

I had not sought a miracle.
New flesh upon the old wound’s scar,
New light in the empty socket, still
Tongue struck with prophetic fire.

I had no martyr’s faith that love
Could kindle the dry thatch of my heart.
Or raise, from the ashes white bones give.
Such flame, such visionary light.

And now, like doubting Thomas, I
Must take my logics back and speak
Of miracles in this latter day:
Unscathed in your body’s flame I walk.

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