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Originally Posted by Susan McLean
Max, the gash was startling but not terrifying. No serious damage was done.
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That's not hard to understand, and apparently others understand the whole thing, but as it seems I haven't been clear about what I fail to understand:
The poem, as I read it, tells me that "Time... , like ... a razor, ... opens a small gash that leaves a scar." (The "it" in L3 is time, I think; at least it is easy to make that assumption.) The poem goes on to describe things (people) that time cuts away later, reinforcing my misunderstanding that the gash, scar, and blood of the first stanza result from Time's cuts.
FWIW.