practising judo
the youngest group of children
learn how to tie knots
Fortieth birthday,
fastening my old belt
at a new hole.
Light of a half moon
she traces a thumbnail
across my bare chest.
At the pond's centre,
a circle of ripples
around the full moon.
Peeling onions
in my mother's kitchen -
laughing at our tears.
Staring into flames,
an old man and his old wife,
their dancing shadows.
Breath on the window,
where she said she loved me,
gradually fading.