January 30th, 2008 Comments Off
This snapshot was taken in Kathmandu, Nepal in 2007. I was walking around the Boudhanath stupa enjoying the people and listening to the general hubbub mixed with the ringing of bells and the chanting of mantras and slowly recovering from a rather bad dose of amoebic dysentery – read my Field Note from Nepal.
Packing my bags for a new travel adventure reminded me again of this W. Somerset Maugham quotation. When I started this blog I found the short story it came from and posted it here.
The tastes, smells and sights of India await. I’ll be back in a while:
I am of a roving disposition, but I travel not to see imposing monuments, which indeed somewhat bore me, nor beautiful scenery, of which too soon I tire; I travel to see men. And I avoid the great. I would not cross the road to meet a president or a king; I am content to know the writer in the pages of his book and the painter in his picture;
January 30th, 2008 Comments Off
January 28th, 2008 Comments Off
Assi Ghat is the southernmost Ghat in Varanasi and also the southern limit of city. Actually, I think Assi Ghat is just behind me. This photo looks north along the Ghats and the river Ganges.
Assi is a quieter part of town with an interesting bookshops (Harmony) a pizzeria called Vaatika that serves some delicious pizza and apple pie and ice cream and also has a wonderful view. There is also a shop and cafe with real espresso style coffee called Open Hand. It is a great escape form the noise and heat and also has some fine goods and food.
January 28th, 2008 §
My old WordPress theme was my hack of a theme called Minimalistica by Steven Bao. It’s been an ever-changing feast so if you want part or all of it drop me an email at Link and I’ll happily bundle it up and send it to you.
January 27th, 2008 Comments Off
This snapshot was taken at Manly Jazz Festival.
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic ’til I’m gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
from ‘Dance Me To The End Of Love’ by Leonard Cohen
January 26th, 2008 Comments Off
There is another sky
by Emily Dickinson
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
January 25th, 2008 Comments Off
Snapshot by Inge Fuglestved
Life Is Fine
by Langston Hughes
I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn’t,
So I jumped in and sank.
I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn’t a-been so cold
I might’ve sunk and died.
But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!
Read the complete poem here | Link
