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Small Blue Poem About Compassion
Published Jan 29, 2024
Updated Jan 29, 2024
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Small Blue Poem About Compassion
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For Zsuzsa Magyari’s exhibit titled LA DI DA
I would like to assure the trees
of my compassion,
for spending their lives
standing around in a daze,
the snow,
in its long game of moving
along blue velvet fields.
And the lilies of the valley,
who are born to remember
the present,
fragranced,
incessantly saying
that
actually, everything is okay.
I would like to assure the sea snapper
of my compassion,
which lies
washed ashore
in the rain
and is not happy.
The message I have is try not to not laugh
when you hear the question:
which is heavier
to free yourself from,
a hundred kilos of iron,
or a hundred kilos of feathers,
just think of the coziness
of sinking.
I would like to assure my face
of my compassion,
although we
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