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'
*
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
