The Heart Remains by Hiromi Yoshida My heart was a broken compass again—this time, propelling me away from Annie’s memorial service site down Walnut Avenue—till I begged diners at a Chinese restaurant for GPS directions, (I was a bicycling buzzard) my own lunch their sympathetic fortune cookie hearts (paraphernalia of necessity). My vigil candle refused to light up among the others at the Unitarian Universalist Church, but when I stood at the pulpit to read “Fishtailed Cherub,” the afternoon sun flowered into radiance—rekindling within me Bloomington’s communal love, and my heart was a fixed compass (no longer the dull feast of buzzards), and Lotus bloomed before us all, curling red petals into the warm Bloomington night. Hiromi Yoshida is a winner of multiple Indiana University Writers' Conference awards. Her poems have been published in The Asian American Literary Review, Indiana Voice Journal, Evergreen Review, and Bathtub Gin. She organized
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