nightingale restaurant oh so ordinary they advertise this on their sign tables right on the dusty street wine bottles hangin in the trees stars above homestyle cooking water colors for sale big bottles myanmar beer smiles laughter a sixteen top of regulars all the way from switzerland a group of chinese men … More New Bagan, Myanmar 2/19/2017
at shwezigon paya the heat booms down silver & gold abounding shimmering spiraling refracting ruby rays of spectral light monks in maroon circumnavigating, teacher & students solemn & divine a bell, a drum, a warren of faithful. candles, incense garlands laid around while deep inside the stupa, the buddha’s begging bowl . . .
calliope music cascades through walls & windows birds sing from the trees which sift rising sunlight within ephemeral branches green leaves quiver to taste of day jingle jangle of the loudspeaker roar a women’s voice in foreign tongue expressing some kind of wonderful joy bang bang of drums & rolling bellhops bagan awakes anew … More New Bagan, Myanmar 2/17/2017
taxi cabs to the jetty taxi cabs to temples 1 – 2 – 3 taxi cabs to curry houses set smack dab in the dusty parking lot purple buses idle girls begging with tanaka masks dirt dogs dingy cats flys & candles to keep them at bay buddha sleeps not far away … More Bagan, Myanmar 2/16/2017
some old dark star from way back 1970 stops me in my tracks glues me to my seat spirits flutter fade away spirals round about shards of diamond cutter sutra stars set upon a glimmer glass reflections on the ayeyarwady points of light a mirror float stars hang in strings & talismans gilded palace … More New Bagan, Myanmar 2/15/2017 part 3
taxi about new bagan old bagan myinkaba & then some payas temples stupas more full of touters cowherds goats & shepherds towering payas high up into burmese sky see them stretch across the plains hills off in the distance catch the rays turn them into chlorophyll 2 ayeyarwady river at dusk a hush … More Bagan, Myanmar 2/15/2017 part 2
a thousand patchwork quilts. a kiss of sky a kiss of dust. a paya here, a paya there. sparse villages, dirt canals, dirty roads palms. fields hemmed in lines of tree & brush. tan brown & green the land slips away as we ascend into the smog line. myanmar a broken song a river … More Bagan, Myanmar 2/15/2017