Easy by George Wallace
how easy to admire sunsets
migrating birds and the flower
vendor wreathed in yellow light --
this city is safe from a safe distance
you said, buying yourself a longstem
rose for the long ride home, and kissed
me under the canopy -- it was after midnight
the air was cold you had raindrops in your
hair the smoke of centuries wreathed us
both in a delicate envelope of rain –
you took my hand and smiled at the homeless man balancing the world on metal crutches at the bottom of the subway stairs
how easy it is, you said, to be a little kind
dropping a few coins into his paper cup Art by Arun Prem
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