I wrote this in Japan after spending a few years in Korea. We visited a monkey sanctuary in Kyushu and I took a shot of this monkey looking pensive. Besides the header, this is my only photograph on this page.
On memory
I will see the plum trees blooming
and wonder at monkey's habits.
I will make love quietly murmuring
yet be bold enough to talk of dreams.
I will watch a film in solitude
and drink coffee in cacaphonous cafes.
I walk scented, herbal gardens
which beckon healing recompense.
And so I wile the hours away
in between work and relaxation,
or is time only a jester, displaying captured moments spent?
I might decide to surf or shoot
the web so wide, or take my camera.
These lines are deep with all remembering
of sweet moments passed.
alberoliformat
