Poetry Music Thoughts and Reflections

Haiku — November 10, 2017
A Song Under Water — November 1, 2017
— October 10, 2017
Bluestone lips — August 5, 2017

Bluestone lips

behind the mirror


your rough skin and thick neck


my face delivered into working hands

a river salt leached in compounded tide

palms breathing internally like a cup

heels compressed into my chin

into the folds of my forehead

skin peeled fingers

bearing weight


your shoulders braced away from wrists




The ‘Special Needs’ of Poetry — July 25, 2017
Plato’s Last Supper — June 10, 2017
Passport — April 24, 2017



on turquoise ground

rooftops are flag forced

revolution red


risking reprisals

yellow stars are ripped

only on city outskirts


in homage to a stolen lama

Shigaste restaurateurs

pull curtains

over Beijing’s chosen Panchen


but back in the capital

binoculars pore over prostrations

and Buddha’s blessings are molested

at temple gate checkpoints


machine gun operators

operating their lungs

over chanting nomads


om mani padma hung

clockwise hum plaited

in the sound hair of pilgrims


melting butter

in the sage fired

Jokhang air


in the base of my belly

in my neck

behind my eyes

in my right breast


a tourist attraction


one way permeability


all Tibetan passports

were confiscated in 2012



my train reverses

a forty-hour goodbye


in the smoke-filled carriage

the beige borders blur

ranges melt


I meet an airport gate

I transit out


waves folding on the sound

of the 747


Air Asia knees

white slippers under blanket


in the seat pocket

my travel guide


written in English and Chinese

bought at a Beijing station


and permitted to enter and leave