Jim Healey Poet Tanka

Kyoto Subway Station

Morning, 8 AM.
Kyoto Subway Station.
A single gaijin,
a foreigner surrounded
yet standing out in the crowd.

The train clips along,
slows down, stops, starts up again
repetitively.
Whilst humanity surrounds,
one can still feel so alone.

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Leo Larry Amadore June 16, 2024 at 4:45 PM Enjoyed your poem and its deft portrayal of feeling an alien creature among others not like oneself. You have accomplished the objective of picturing a crowd that, although present, you were not really a part of except merely physically present. Good work. Jim Healey June 16, 2024 at 4:54 PM Thank you, sir. I lived in Kyoto several years ago. The experience of living there was exciting and stimulating but often isolating as well. Nevertheless, I am still glad I went there. Glad you enjoyed the poem. Cheers, Jim