My Gloucester Days
by Chikako Atsuta
I listened
I smelled
Sometimes, I touched
I imagined.
My skin was thinner,
just a veil rather than an armor.
I was water, a drop of water
wrapped up in 0.02 millimeter veil
I was transparent, ready to dye myself
pink purple blue dark gray and white
The sun fell into the left side
and from the right a full moon rose
You showed me the structure of this universe
using me as an axis.
Into my cup of hands
you threw a baby lobster of
1.02 centimeter
with red antenna,
as big as the bitten nail
of my little finger.
You threw at me showing
the inevitability of your triumph
I should just jump
off from the cliff
get to the bottom and
kiss on the black rock shouting "I SURRENDER!"
But I am still bound to my chatter
Not yet
dammit
still young
and not sure and
have a future
do this do that do this do that
yada yada yada
Why is my neck so hard like steel?
I think of you
at an intersection
under a donut shop's pink neon sign
Chikako Atsuta was born in Osaka, Japan. After graduating from college in Tokyo, she worked there as a newspaper writer for ten years. Seeking to escape the hectic life of a journalist, she moved to Wellfleet, Massachusetts with her American husband in late 1996. But soon after, the marriage collapsed, and she moved to Gloucester alone and found joy in writing personal essays and poems in English (she cannot write anything personal in Japanese). Today, Chikako earns her living in the Internet industry, and continues to write poems and publishes personal essays on a web magazine. Her poem appeared in Lifeboat Journal. She currently lives in Boston.
Email Chikako at catsuta@yahoo.com
Visit Chikako's web site: Talk to Ako
Posted April 25, 2004 04:05 PM