Culturally Speaking
She wrote letters
in Japanese
on an antique English writing desk
framed by a massive window
overlooking Central Park.
A chunky, foreign tongue
in black
angular lines
be-bopping across the page
like crazy Jazz.
Letters to her sister
Letters to her Mum
Letters to herself
fueled by French Coffee
that I pressed myself
to the strains of a fountain pen on paper
and the Requiem, Op. 48 (Pie Jesu)
by Faure.
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