Immemorial

 May 22, 2022 – journal

 

funny, I was here before,

with my long blond hair

and slender fingers,

reading, understanding maybe half

of everything, and falling

in love, which was wonderful

and also daunting as the word

'eternity' 

*

visiting for the day,

we walk downtown

after a nice dinner

and come to a sculpture,

a little girl sitting on a stack

of suitcases on the very spot

where people were once required

to register for internment –

a fact that wasn’t printed

in any of the books I read

when I was blond and slender

as a branch of Japonica 

*

I just realized

my time at the university

was almost halfway

between now and then,

nestled like a dream,

green as spring,

in the center of

Earth's seemingly

eternal flame