Map of Kathmandu (see Credit below)
In attempt to love them
Yea, I become them
Before no walls were there.
Now built round
Notion of in-and-out has height,
Keeps out the sunlight,
Of home-and-world… Read More
Church and State worlds collide
Test in fire, testified
Charred credos petrified
Which alloy will I join?
(Which side of the same coin?)
Chew on esculent verse,
Or pledge allegiance to the curse? Read More
You mark an X
on your chart. Your plan is just an infant,
a lone, whining cry for a bottle of smeared Milky Way.
-Cathryn Hankla, from poem ‘The Palm Galaxy’
Voice like a tentacle grew out from All
Prosodic light named me to be born
Winced, I already felt shattered
Falling into time and a cut/open womb
I squirmed cold in skin and sinew
Heaven pulsated and recoiled into a distant dot Read More
In the image of
One mimicking the
A sticky-cheeked child
sweetness Read More
Photography by Armelle Touzeau
Where do I put this sequin when the sequence
Falls like notes from the cellar door?
On my knees searching on the dirty waxed floor
Hands graze gypsy mambo scuff-marks
And dirty martini olive-swords.
Candles glow in distant red bulbs,
My search waxes dim.
How does poetry save the world like God? Read More
Photography by Waseem Niaz
I walk a path, rainclouds retreat to the east. I come to a village tucked in a basin, earthen and stone dwellings line the path, but the sunlight illuminates people outside them, on their knees with hands cupped, raised up. Beggars, desiring nothing more than bread or coin? Read More
This ethereal track by Japanese hip-hop producer and musician, Nomak, I believe is a solace to those grieving over the loss of a loved one on earth, particularly a child lost. Read More
Photo: Rachmad Sofyan
To Marguerite while alone tonight,
Not even the wind stirs to brush or slap my skin
And I must remove my boots to feel the cold earth,
Prodigal with its minerals in its youth and
Tropical only by nostalgia, Read More
This is not life-threatening, but my family and I are lost right now, with very little energy to find our way. Please warriors, brothers and sisters, pilgrim church, anyone who has ears to hear, we just ask for a moment of the kind of kindness we learned in heaven to be directed toward a family in need. Thank you.