Modern Sonnet 206. Shau Kei Wan, November, 1996. First Months in Hong Kong.
for Man-Yee Lee
Those two months on your sofa. Shau Kei Wan.
I’d long outstayed my welcome when I left,
Your flat, your patience, me with money gone,
And waiting for the crucial leg-up lift
Away from Big Mac meals, and no clean clothes,
And backpack used as wardrobe, larder, safe,
Into a room with one door I could close,
From where to pick the locks to larger life.
Of those who helped me rise you were the first,
The one who set the tone for all that came
Where Pay-it-Forward was the means of thanks
I used, for how you got me in the game.
What were we, twenty-seven? Twenty-three?
You were the younger. You were helping me.
Andrew Barker
24 июн 2022