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marilyn chin - the floral apron كلمات أغنية

the woman wore a floral apr_n around her neck
that woman from my mother’s village
with a sharp cleaver in her hand
she said, “what shall we cook tonight?
perhaps these six tiny squid
lined up so perfectly on the block?”

she wiped her hand on the apr_n
pierced the blade into the first
there was no resistance
no blood, only cartilage
soft as a child’s nose. a last
iota of ink made us wince

suddenly, the aroma of ginger and scallion fogged our senses
and we absolvеd her for that moment’s barbarism
then, shе, an elder of the tribe
without formal headdress, without elegance
deigned to teach the younger
about the asian plight

and although we have traveled far
we would never forget that primal lesson
—on patience, courage, forbearance
on how to love squid despite squid
how to honor the village, the tribe
that floral apr_n

- marilyn chin

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