Parading

I buried my hands

in saffron, disguised them
in saffron, disguised them
in saffron, disguised them
over smoking tar,
over smoking tar,
helped the honey gatherers ...
helped the honey gatherers …
When we swam once
When we swam once
I touched you in water
I touched you in water
and our bodies remained free, —Michael Ondaatje
and our bodies remained free,
—Michael Ondaatje

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