Day 1

There is too much of London in me yet.

I am too mindful of time

Too efficiently postured

To sink richly into these fields.

My eyes still dart between worlds

Muscles bulging with the knots

Of questions already answered:

How will I see my family

Will I get lost on the way

When will I say goodbye

How will I feel

Getting here was not so hard

But really arriving

Takes a while

I think.