Looking Towards Japan Poem by Janelle Farvour

Looking Towards Japan



Because I am not cautious
I speak out of turn
And too often
Ready to jump aboard
Ready to duck your hesitation
Because you are not reckless like me.

But how am I to behave?
When I have meandered docks at night
Pulling my sweater tight waiting out
Cold blasts, winds that come from behind
While I stood on the last finger and
Looked towards Japan.
Looked past the spearhead masts,
Past the bulwarks rubbing buoys,
Past the patient coiled lines
That hold wooden boats pulling
Towards Japan.

Bundled up. Cold.
You have found me waiting, next to an empty slip,
For the rising sun.
And I have things to say
Out of turn
And often.

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