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Nov 13. 2016
Days of Kindness
Greece is a good place
To look at the moon, isnt it?
You can read by moonlight
You can read on the terrace
You can see a face
As you saw it when you were young
There was good light then
Oil lamps and candles
And those little flames
That floated on a cork in olive oil
What I loved in my old life
I havent forgotten
It lives in my spine
Marianne and the child
The days of kindness
It rises in my spine
And it manifests as tears
I pray that a loving memory
Exists for them too
The precious ones I overthrew
For an education in the world
Hydra, 1985
Sources: LeonardCohen.com, LeonardCohenfiles.com
