the wind direction changed the other day
from the south to the northwest
and with it brought clear clean skies
and cool strong breeze
almost like a September morning in Brooklyn
i can almost see teenagers and teachers
returning to high school after summer
but i hear it is ninety-five degrees in Brooklyn
and the classrooms, auditorium, and cafeteria
still have no fans or air conditioning
i would much rather be in Taichung
i cannot go back again
the place is not the same
as sure as i live
with the first sign of fall
a brisk wind from the north
sends ripples to waves and waters white
as the Han rushes to beat it south
before more expats abandon Taipei
before more waterlogged southerns
push not north enough past Taichung
here i stay to ride my bicycle
resigned to pedal harder upstream
remembering the dream
that brought me to Taiwan
on China's back door
the Cultural Revolution i never saw
and urges for going nevermore
September 9, 2018
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