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OLD WOUNDS

The landscape itself is cracked and pitted. Quarries gouged out of the rock face. Concrete jungles where forests grew. A million species drowned by hydro-electric schemes. Roman grain bowls becoming the Sahara desert. And the figures that pass through this … Continue reading

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YOU ARE AT PEACE

You are at peace and someone comes, thoughtless not unkind, and jogs you with his moment; demands your recognition, your admission, your consent to his place in your mind. What do you do? What harm has he done to you? … Continue reading

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JUNE

A dry June and roses and honeysuckle tumble in riotous flower down the path, below the gate, in anticipation of drought. They rush slowly (keeping vegetable time) towards the battlefield of fern and bramble which flows, inconclusively, to the cliff … Continue reading

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YOGA

Mind moves with the breath which fuels this articulated doll from birth to death. What starts out as routine maintenance for a puppet with entangled strings develops to a share in the dance of the dragon that eternally sings. But, … Continue reading

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BANDS

Down on the plains the air is thick with dust and shouting. (Even the animals shout as they are goaded to where they do not want to go from where they do not want to be). All curse and squabble … Continue reading

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FULL MOON DAY THIRD LUNAR MONTH

One candle is a light unto itself. One hundred candles illuminate a room. In a room, one candle is a light unto itself. Uposatha day at Wat Katum, seven old ladies and one old man taking eight precepts for a … Continue reading

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TREMATON CASTLE

The great Bailey wall keeps the outside out. Inside, the silence settles like sediment in a pool. But there are sounds that do not disturb the dust and images that bend no light waves. A timeless, parallel world littered with … Continue reading

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