Dream Deep

Encounter

International House, 7 AM
returning from the shared bathroom,
I meet a tall young swarthy
unshaven American, sweat-suited
sneakered, walking gingerly,
less weight on his left foot.

G’morning I greet him
Hey – good morning the reply,
hey comes with a smile
and youth, ebullience,
friendly springiness
American eyes

I walk on lightened
thinking about “hey”
a word like a frisbee
tossed my way
A Yankee syllable
I catch the pass

our lives walk apart
the easiness stays

Haj
27.IV.MMII
Chicago