Thin Places: Shimoda, Japan

7There are thin places
on earth
where heaven
seems close enough to touch.

There are probably more than we know.

In March,
for my birthday,
we spent a weekend
in a small hotel
outside Shimoda.
Snuggled at the bottom
of the Izu Peninsula,
the port of Shimoda was,
in the 1850s,
the first to welcome
American trade.

The invisible door
between Japan
and the rest of the world
slid open.

Shimoda became the place
the gods went to frolic
and fish.

Ohama Beach is where they propose marriage
to their partner-gods.
The light in this place
makes one want to say YES!

On endless summer days,
the dark-skinned teenagers of the gods
run through burning sand to the sea
with surfboards of magenta
and apple green.
Brave wave-riders,
they try to enter heaven
through the thin space
between the blues.

Every Shimoda moment is a poem.

Here are a few for you.

Love,
Monna

xoxo

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2 comments

  1. There are thin places
    on earth
    where heaven
    seems close enough to touch.

    So evocative!
    Your words are beautiful–as always–but I’m very glad you put photos with this one. 🙂
    Love the shoes!

    1. Thanks! I love the shoes too.

      This place, Shimoda, makes me feel ridiculously happy and I think the photographs show how much I love it!

      {Perhaps the best photographs always show the love the photographer feels for the subject. I’m not sure… I’m going to think about that.}

      Thank you, once again, for your lovely words.

      Cheers,
      Monna

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