KOBENHAVN

Photo by S. Auberle

On another trip, though not to Copenhagen. Instead,
I am in my heart place, my soul place, my joy. No need
to say where--because we all have one of these places,
don't we? So just think of your place, and you'll know
where I am.

All I've written since I've been here is one short poem.
Too busy catching up with friends. But today begins
my solitude, another old, too-often neglected friend.
Anyway, here's the poem:

here,
at sunset,
an exhaltation
of light

- mimi