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 [...]

Mid-afternoon at Third Place (a poem)

Went out for lunch yesterday, after mailing in my grant application materials. This poem describes the scene shortly before I went into the book store to look around for a while. Afternoon in the hours between the lunch and dinner crowds Classical music comes from a tinny speaker somewhere Around the tables in the common [...]