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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412543" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Forgiveness</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can only imagine it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You ask me for it —<br>I deny you three times.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The cock crows.<br>We marry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I forget<br>what there is to forgive,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and you forgive, like always, yourself.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm there —</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I half expect to be killed<br>by things you have done,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">yet live on.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There must be muteness in it —<br>pain swallowed,<br>harm choked on,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">all this injury cast up in bones and fossil.<br>Clouds sailed away.<br>Worlds forgot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>III.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE TRICK</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You would<br>if you could,<br>but what if you can't —</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the trick is to believe<br>your own story,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">accident is needed for some kinds of change.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>IV.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">INFINITE NUMBER</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never forgive</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and that's how I recognize it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By what I don't do<br>and can't, but must,<br>I know what it is.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death thinks,<br>all things do<br>what they have to</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for giving</div><div style="margin:10px 0">give up</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>V.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">FORGIVENESS AND LUCK</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's a streak of luck,<br>a comet that lands<br>in the middle of what was<br>and what is<br>and blots it all out —<br>it's more than repression,<br>beyond amnesia:<br>it's oblivion,<br>a new world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ioanna+Carlsen">Ioanna Carlsen</a><div class=q>
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I can only imagine it.

You ask me for it —
I deny you three times.

The cock crows.
We marry.

I forget
what there is to forgive,

and you forgive, like always, yourself.


II.

I'm there —

I half expect to be killed
by things you have d..."></div>
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