Fiona Sze-Lorrain

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Karma

This is the ninth moon.

Fog rises in knots, with necessary pain.

A beggar believes in fortune,
Give me, give me.

He follows a hand, a plume of smoke,
a rope bridge

that shakes on its own.

In this life, suffering is nothing.
I’ll grant you a wish,

hungry ghosts—

statues that knock at my stone gate.

by Fiona Sze-Lorrain
from My Funeral Gondola (2013)

 

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