Friday, March 29, 2024

A bookmark in time

When the shelves are overflowing,
and the suitcase too heavy, he slid a bookmark
into his shirt pocket, the one with the plastic pocket
protector, the ball point pen slightly bulging from
his smooth, rather slender, frame.    
Paris, Budapest, Hanoi, but particularly Neuchatel
where he remembered the stories of the elephants
who arrived annually with the circus;
Local children stood entranced at the lake shore
as the elephants romped in the lake, spraying
each other and the children, droplets sparkling
in the afternoon sun.

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