April 22: Thank You
Of the tiny fraction of personalities appreciated by youth
Hers was not among them.
among the middle school crowd only provoke
ignorant jests, sidewise glances, and
She was to me an adviser, I
an itinerant club member, nothing more.
And yet this face she recalled decades on
meeting across a counter,
she now a shop clerk and I
And not only recognized me,
inquired after my comings and goings,
And upon hearing of my residence in Japan
did not ask the pedestrian
Do you like it there? or
What are the people like? or
How is it living in China?
but instead exclaimed with glee,
Oh, you can explain The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle to me.