Annelie. If I had been smarter- But let that pass. Any college girl who wears leopard-spot pants, and gets away with it … any college girl who, learning I’d never had a bagle and had never heard of lox, brought an entire picnic to my apartment … Well. So many missed opportunities in a life. A pity they are so clear, later.
Now this was a revelation. A poem … that didn’t have to rhyme! A form far simpler than iambic pentameter. Shelly and Keats in my thick English books had nothing on these japanese guys. Both simple and elusive, all at once.
I thought I’d try it.
But what? I needed a subject! I saw nothing in the lobby. Aha! Nature! I decided to go outside.
It was cold. I looked around. Cars parked between white-painted lines, the double row of Holiday Inn rooms. Everything quiet. Then I looked up.
Now, as I gaze up,
the silver-tipped moon-crescent,
spikes the sky into place.
There. Who could forget such a moment?