I am going back in the very slow passage of time
To a place I didn’t come from ; back to friends wandering in
Street crops with tourniquet armbands. There, seeds
Stayed in hands hovering over ground, there,
Sunday farmers hoped for meaning in overalls.
This is the place where I garbled the many words
I mixed up with care. This is where I learned
A piece of news which concerned you, yet chose to ignore.
Image credit : Masahisa Fukase 深瀬 昌久 (1934-2012) Yoko – From Window series – Japan
