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POETRY

Poetry begins with pain(like any other kind of birth)but though it breeds and feeds on earth,it aims at not becoming back again and reaches to the roots of thingsin search of the eternal springs. .

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GRASS CUTTING

Today a hundred yards of green lawnalong the river promenade,interspersed with small trees and bushes, are ready for trimming.Fifteen men and womenwith strimmers, baskets and long-handled brushesare given the job of creating great cloudsof fine green and brown dust,interspersed with … Continue reading

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THE DEVA

Sawang sits meditatingin front of the large Buddha image.His loose top is gold,his trousers gold and green.He has short hair and a pleasant face.He has been the Guardian deityfor five hundred years.In the beginning there were many tigers.The last tiger … Continue reading

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BAMBOO LEAVES

Their leaves of grass* emerge and fade;with windblown rustling tongues converse.The grove has grown throughout the universe,spreads everywhere its pleasant living shade;creating north south east and west (the fierce, unending struggle to be best);relentlessly growing.The variety is unimaginable,the sameness unknowingand … Continue reading

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LOTUS POND MARKET

Looking neither left nor right,a proud and sensitive Chinese face,here by the Lotus Pond Market,seems a little out of place.Straight back, head held high,adjusts her hair with manicured hand;red panung, blue-and-white print shirt,manouvres with care her sandalled feet,as though she … Continue reading

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CHINESE NEW YEAR

Chinese New Yearalways comes in February. (Usually.) This is the lastof the twelve year cycle;the Year of the Pig. Processions, dragon dances,fireworks and smoke,cymbals and drums. The Chinese close their shops,do not sweep their housesand pay respectto the Ancestors.They put … Continue reading

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THE WAY

The stepping stone path runs across the valley. Either some of the stones have sunk or the mud has been rising. Those who try to cross get muddy feet. Some wander off. Some sink and disappear altogether.   (Poem from … Continue reading

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