Written by Lorna Shapiro
My sister sent me this poem… seems like the whole family is feeding my love of all, actually most, things Japanese (I don’t like eating raw egg on my rice.)
Near a shrine in Japan he’d swept the path
and then placed camellia blossoms there.
Or — we had no way of knowing — he’d swept the path
between fallen camellias.
604-250-8698
2726 W 38th Ave.,
Vancouver BC V6N2W9