Anthony Weir

Rookie (13th September 1941)

Compassion - Poem by Anthony Weir

Compassion is flame
and the ashes of the fire.
Compassion is crossed fingers behind your back
as your shoulders hunch like a crone's.
Compassion is the corpse buried in your eyes.
Compassion is the burying of stones.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 21, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, April 21, 2006

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