After five nights and seven days,
A min van pulled up in front of Hilton New York.
The seats were higher and it was a hassle to place me on the seat
With just girls' arms.
J. pulled and Mari pushed.
Timing the pull and push
My body is heavy and waggly
And they have never done before.
Thank god
I... am ... on ... the ... seat.
A sense of relief.
Thank you all.
Junko waved me out of sight.
I could talked to her, but not enough.
I wish I could have more time to talk to you.
But I'm glad to have seen you.
I am so grateful.
Goodbye the familiar cityscape.
Manhattan is flying away behind me
Farther and
Farther.
From the window of the SKY Lounge
I saw the airplane bound for Japan.
I was born in Japan and
I will go back to Japan.
It makes sense.
I hold tight the amulet J gave me in my hand.
I am on board.
I could use the toilet on board.
I have Mari disinfect the toilet seat not once or twice.
Thank you so much.
And I didn't have a problem with air pressure.
Soon I will be back to Japan.
And I feel the second chapter is beginning.
Poem by Maria Franki
Edited and translated by J. Ujiie
© 2011
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