Jhunkyang: the last dream

It’s midwinter and soon time for Losar / time also to cast aside our failures and regrets / and propitiate the deities for the New Year.

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Kathmandu Sojourn

  • Carsten Smith-Hall
  • Thursday, January 28, 2016
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Broken stonework, sharp edges. I feel them / cutting my cheeks and chest. Maybe / someone took my legs?

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