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Part I
Indian spring
May
Once, the Dalai Lama said

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Kolkata airport. A room

for Very Important Persons.

The flight is delayed.

A young diplomat’s boss

turns to a lousy style—

swears, smears, curses.

Enters the Dalai Lama —

greatness plus simplicity.

The boss quiets, disappears,

with him – vanity, felicities.


The young diplomat

tells the Dalai Lama

that as a student

he’d traveled in India

for half a year,

then saw a vision:

the Sixth Guru of the Sikhs

and the young man

were walking on the sea

like on the land.

The Guru, gazing, prophesied:

“You would be asleep

for half of your life,

busy like a puppet.

You would be

awake in the other country,

a poet like a nugget.”


The Dalai Lama thinks,

consults a book, explains:

“Yes, it’s true,”

awards him life chains.


Time and love. The novel in verse

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