Posts for February, 2009

February 23, 2009

…only the cooking pot.

Many nights
I wake in the wee hours
and I feel that my body is
a high tension hydroelectric conduit
and when this happens
I cannot fully relax
and wonder
why this is
happening to me.
I try breathing through it
until eventually
sleep releases me from the pressure.
The night before last
when I was experiencing
some real difficulty
I visualized my body as a cauldron
and knew whatever was ailing [...]

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February 4, 2009

The Dargah

We finally arrive at the end of the narrow lane our senses full of the scent of rose blossoms. Here, two men sit taking the shoes of those who wish to enter the precincts of the dargah.
Only when I bend to take off my shoes and socks, do I realize that both men are legless [...]

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