Slow drizzle of rain

the streets saturated

Meiji era ending

the new emperor ascending.

Porcelain waiting under

paper umbrellas, rustling.

Tokyo midway from medieval

flashfire wooden, newborn modern.

Encapsulated, brick and tile

with angles borrowed from here

not imprisoned palaces

brought by Europeans to

mar the landscape.

Here Ōya stones become glyphs,

this seasoned lava used to boost

immunity to earthquake

and conflagration.

Wright-san respects the culture

guides the builders

the hotel is a butterfly

the hotel is sanctuary

the hotel is testament.