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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 10, Number 4, December 2016


Satoko Murate
Nagoya, Aichi, Japan


When I met you for the first time at the hospital, I couldn’t keep back my tears. As the first granddaughter, you came to us, but with a serious heart defect. A tube of oxygen in your nose, a long instillation on your foot, scars from three major operations in six months. I cautiously held you in my arms. You gazed at me, and then your dark sparkling eyes spoke to my heart.

I bought a present, the first present for you, a small stuffed caterpillar. I bent its funny face to you, saying “Hello!” The caterpillar bobbed his head to you, saying “Hello, again!” You smiled, stretching your tiny arm to try to grab it, and . . .

distant thunder
I put a caterpillar
in your coffin



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