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China Nicci
Frazier I miss you Streets of light and
sound, Symbols I love but
cannot comprehend Energy that vibrated
my skin & jerked my lips
to smile. Content. With you I was the
optimist. Bright side and dancing in myself. I scaled Great Walls
and fears, Went through stares
and finger points, And still I miss you. Bus rides and
bicycles, Streams of people
moving, Honks and chatter I
did not understand. Markets of fresh
fruit, Lighters, postcards,
combs made of wood: “For you I give
friend price.” And so I walked away
with more than I needed. I did not get enough.
Dried lizards, star
fish, silk worms on sticks. I miss incense and
road work, dust gathering on my toes, Walking to every
destination Eger venders who came
on too strong. “No,
no. No, thank you. How do you say no in
Mandarin again? Inventing a new kind
of sign language Tibetan monks in
orange robes Birds in cages in
public parks I long to return, To be rid of this
homesickness. To have fright give
way to adventure, To knock the dirt of
ages from my shoes, To be without and
have everything.
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