Through the aether we
Huddle late into evening
Minds pooled into one.
On Being Indoors While the Sun is Out
The Sun is out, but
I am here, hunched over these
Trivial little things.
On the Art of Poetry
Now I know how hard
‘Tis to string words into verse:
An art fit for kings!
On the Golden Orange Tiramisu
A tang of orange
Over dollops of thick cream
And coffee: festive!
On Pageantry
A hundred people
Locked up in this hall all day
Empty pageantry.
On Netflix
Pressing pause on Life,
I sink into this stupor.
Karma laughs out loud.
On Having Fun at Work
“A fun place to work?
Just treat us with dignity!”
Loud applause erupts.
On Socks
These black and white socks
With patterned grain of pluses:
A sly talisman.
On Our Evening in Ginza
Twelve thousand steps and
I’m still grinning ear to ear:
Our final evening!
On The Bus to Ginza
Riding on the bus
The streets of Tōkyō pass by
I nod off to sleep.