This One, That One
This one appeared to me
in a dream, was forgotten,
only to reveal itself
on the shower wall
this morning.
It must have been the water.
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That one was on the full moon
last night, clear as a bell.
Someone projected it there.
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This one was on the ground,
on crunchy pine needles.
The moon projected it there.
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I forgot about that one . . .
How was I to know
it would be significant?
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Every time I see this one,
I'm angry. It doesn't diminish,
either, from that first time.
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Oh, that one!
To tell you the truth,
I never actually
saw it, but I could
feel it as it was
described to me
by a blind person
over the phone.
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This one I spotted
on the back
of someone's shirt
in a crowd
before she disappeared.
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That one evolved,
and is still evolving,
on that big, flat rock
over there; something
scraped it, scratched it,
the heat cracked it,
the frost coated it,
tiny plants took root,
sheltering insects,
and it rained,
and it rained,
and by the time
I showed up,
a butterfly had just flown off.
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Not this one again.
It makes me so sad . . .
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I was glad to receive
that one as a gift.
So glad, in fact,
that I went and had
some copies made.
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Believe it or not,
this one has a sound.
Just listen.
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Oh, boy—that one!
I'll never go there again.
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This one often arrives
in the smoke of incense.
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I tried to turn
that one over—
it burned my hand.
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This one I tried
to discard—
unsuccessfully, obviously.
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That one speaks to me
of space, and negative space,
of open and filled spaces,
and the among
that comes between.
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Whereas this one
is the opposite—
you get the picture.
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Oh, my goodness—
I've never seen
that one before!
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This one, from what
I gather,
is an accident.
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That one, however,
is intended.
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This one took some
getting to—
waiting for the thaw,
for instance—
but it was
well worth it.
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That one, well,
you can have it.
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Whenever this one
comes my way,
it's déjà vu,
but I'm ready for it.
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That one is owned
by the dentist.
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This one has been
proven to be a fake,
but I still like it.
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Alas, I lost
that one once,
in childhood,
and it took me
until now to find it.
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If you can only have
one, choose this one.
Copyright Credit: Lawson Fusao Inada, "This One, That One" from Drawing the Line. Copyright © 1997 by Lawson Fusao Inada. Reprinted by permission of Coffee House Press.
Source: Drawing the Line (Coffee House Press, 1997)