Correctives

The shudder in my son’s left hand
he cures with one touch from his right,
two fingertips laid feather-light
to still his pen.  He understands

the whole man must be his own brother
for no man is himself alone;
though some of us have never known
the one hand’s kindness to the other.

Don Paterson

from his Forward Prize-winning poetry collection, ‘Rain

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