7/7/16 (a poem)

Posting my annual Tanabata (七夕) poem a few hours early (though it is already the 7th in Japan)…

Can we still meet
on a night with no stars?

The wish tree is empty
my wishes still locked inside
the pen refuses to travel across the paper

Distance feels endless

I can hold this place for you
with the strike of a match
and the candle’s scent

On a night with no stars
I still feel something


(6 July 2016)