Where is Mugo?
On a walk?
She's not signed out.
In her room?
Having breakfast?
No. She is nowhere to be found.
A small thought to move,
yet so engrossed.
In the library,
reading poems by Ryokan,
and Cold Mountain.
Lost, and eventually found.
You should know that the library is the last place anybody would think to
look for me
Whereas, when I was young, I think I would have quite happily moved into one permanently. Still would, come to think of it.