ends of earth place

  Finland is an open plain.

 Here in East London I brush away my exotic blond hair.

As I reach down and whisper to my son in my mother tongue,

I am part of Eastern Europe. While Finnish is not Slavic, not even European,

it is from a distant, ends of earth place in the North, Finland.

  When life seems hectic in London, 

I return in my mind to the moments when these pictures were taken.

I am the only human in the landscape. Sun is setting. A blizzard is coming.