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from Tibetan poet, Tsering Woeser, b.1966
from Like Gold that Fears No Fire: New Writing from Tibet
pub.2009, International Campaign for Tibet, translated by Andrew Clarke
"A sheet of paper can become a knife
- A rather sharp one, too.
I was only turning the page
When the ring finger of my right hand got sliced at the knuckle.
Though small, the sudden wound oozed blood,
A thread as fine as silk, and stung a little.
Startling transformation,
From paper into knife:
There must have been some mistake, or
Some kind of turning point.
This ordinary paper…a chill of awe."
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