Prince Buu Hoi’s Watch

An old Omega with a cracked crystal and a dusty face
which the Prince’s friend gave me not long after his heart attack.
We were having tea at her place in Paris when she said

“It’s awful having it here” taking it off the mantle
by a photo of her in sundress and shady hat in Saigon
with the Prince and Diem and Henry Cabot Lodge

the men looking cordial in their tropical white suits,
Lodge smiling with tall, paternal grace at the pudgy little man
looking up in earnest, who we liked to call “the Churchill of Asia.”