A developmentally disabled young man approached the front desk of the library with his personal assistant. The personal assist said that they had forgotten their library card and asked if I could check him out using an I.D.
I was handed an I.D. for the young man along with his book, The Collected Basho.
I'm always up for checking out some Seventeenth Century Japanese poetry to the public! So I checked the book out. I opened the book to slide in the date due slip, and I quickly scanned one of the short poems, super short! So short I could memorize it.
I memorized it.
I closed the book.
I handed the I.D. to the young man. Then I carefully handed him the book and said, looking seriously at him, and taking him into my confidence with my quiet words:
"The sea darkens. Voices of wild ducks, are faintly white."