An immense grief anchors this city, tethering Hiroshima to its past. To be here is to carve your emotional real estate bare and lay it in offering. Such tragedy cannot be contained within one person. Hope for peace cannot be contained within one person. I had not known school children were mobilised during the war… Continue reading Hiroshima



My dearly beloved, bullet train I was arrested in car number twelve From Osaka to Tokyo You had me at train now departing I've committed to memory Your clean blue and white lines They remind me of calmness And I sat transfixed As Japan rushed me by As if handmade, hand sculpted, hand nurtured By… Continue reading Hikari

The View From Nunobiki or Somewhere Close to There

I see it all The trees and bushland on the edge of a city skyline, It is neighboured by a saltwater harbour, a gateway to the rest of the world, guarded by the mountainside which draws my breath from me To rustle autumn leaves and whistle through the branches I will imitate To reach Beyond… Continue reading The View From Nunobiki or Somewhere Close to There


I am patient zero, catching dream sequences at speeds exceeding three hundred kilometres per hour My heart does not race It sings, trembling For the way the world looks back into me The high speed whistle soothes Tunnels blanket me And window side I catch glimpses of unspeakable scenes: The trees are serene The rivers… Continue reading Shinkansen