A Stroke and a Jump

I practice stoke order

And consider the

Lines – black, red and Tokyo

Blue. They are a frame

For today, tomorrow

And yesterday’s poem.

Years of strokes came before

Mine – unaccomplished

And feeling for answers.

They don’t know either.

Careful composition.

Careful contrary

Brushes against paper

And sinew and flesh.

I practice stroke order

And consider this

Jump – Tokyo to London.


(Tokyo, Japan – Thursday 28 February 2013)