Poetry by Paulette Callen

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Poetry by Paulette Callen

I think you can tell saints,
not by their miracles and thin faces,
but by their smiles.
St. Francis, I think, grinned
from ear to ear
at a sunbeam or a tree-frog,
at a child or a pope.

The Buddha smiles
and is smiling still
from Katmandu to Riverside Drive.

The whales smile
beaming serenity in man-made charnel seas,
diving and dancing around our bloody factory ships,
singing their mantras while we dissect their stolen children,
living and loving gently through our poisons, wastes, and wars;
imprisoned, patiently playing our games;
never repaying us in kind.

They are finally winning us over.

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