Day Eighty

A Day Two

with the mum

and I'm rediscovering Lebanon.

Re-amused, re-experiencing.

I notice more

and I know where to look.

Lebanon does this to you the first time;

it overwhelms you.

A short visit 

enriches your visual bank so much that you have no time to spend

on deep observation.

Yet this time,

I did.

I had the time to look at all the ways Lebanon is special

in the pickled jars,

in the huge corns,

in the carpet settings,

in the polluted highways,

in the old driver who speaks

three languages in one sentence

in the way the sea meets the land

and in the way it makes me feel so aware of myself.