We Must Tell Our Stories. {Poem}

 

 

Day 17

My Street Japan. DAY 17. Tammy T. Stone

Wherever I go in the world

There will always be this man

Who once worked at a car dealership

And now runs the soba shop

We sit in today

With special seasonal eggplant

Coming from Nara

Home of the 24 meter high Buddha,

The biggest bronze sculpture

In the world

 

He wears a purple polo tee

And a bracelet of clear beads

Around his wrist,

As he speaks his story

Over the quiet din of food preparation

And I am reminded of all the stories

We must unearth

We must tell and we must listen to

We must cherish

  • Tammy T. Stone
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