Lunch in Shibuya (a poem)

Remembering an afternoon from 1987 or thereabouts… I never did figure out who that actress was You pointed her out during lunch but I recognized neither the name nor the face I have no memory of it now I may have seen her later on TV If I did, I don’t remember I remember the [...]

Before I mail the letter (a poem)

Still plugging away at the editing job, while keeping in mind that I want to get to the post office today before it closes. I check the writing on the envelope with care it’s one of the few things I can still control I want to be sure the message is going to reach you it [...]