She came like a breeze

danced into the gallery

a friend

I found again

one could talk to frankly

one feels at home with

who had been thru’


ups and downs as a soloist


someone I’d like to hear

playing one day.

She brought me lunch

we ate and talked

for nearly three hours

on end

from music to fine arts

from common friends

to Jesus of Nazareth.


Mary Magdalene.

Fritz Kreisler to Menuhin

Carlos Kleiber to Barenboim.


Pure and beautiful

with eyes like Mitsuko

I once exchanged love letters

as a student of art

in a romance

of cherry blossom white.

How love’s circles come back

over time.

I like her.

I liked Mitsuko Utimura.

We’ll talk again.





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