09 /13/2025
A tireless soul masked as watchful waitress-mind
charging past my table – plates of food balanced
on her palms and forearms – stops fast and looks back
down at me – her eyes as heavy as dark plums –
and with pro aplomb asks como está senhor?
not wanting or right at that moment needing
an answer but giving a diner a chance
to witness her busyness rhyming with his
just once in this millionth step of her job’s dance
…………..
and what she attests to – out of the silence
of her resignation to her fate so far –
up to this point of pause in her busyness
anchoring and plumbing itself through a faith
in an X beyond but contained within it –
what she professes and enacts now is Heart.
(from “Limboa”, a sentimental anthem,
by Brian Chan, 2023)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 