"Los libros de segunda mano son libros salvajes, libros sin hogar; se han reunido en grandes bandadas de plumas variadas y tienen un encanto del que carecen los volúmenes domesticados de la biblioteca".
~Virginia Woolf
“We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.”
― Carson McCullers
` घाउ ´
उहिल्यै -
जब घुस्रन्थेँ
बिना कमीज
बयर र ऐंसेलुका झाङहरुमा,
काँडाहरुले कोरिदिएथे
मेरो अबोध छालामा
जीवनकै आदिम अक्षर ।
मैले
कागजका पानाहरु त
धेरैपछि समाएको हुँ ।
जुन दिनदेखी समाएथेँ कलम,
- त्यसै दिनदेखी म काँडा भएँ ।
@ericcoliu@matte_kishor parched tongue
oppressive
is this silence
i sink beneath
its weight
hungry for more
the wildfire
ravages
the forest core
the birds don’t sing anymore
here spring has forgotten to arrive
“I make all my decisions on intuition. I throw a spear into the darkness. That is intuition. Then I must send an army into the darkness to find the spear. That is intellect.”
- Ingmar Bergman
@ekkahani111 body sheath
animated by breath
laid to waste
in a second by death
union a fusion
of the essence of presence
both myth & magic
annals of life comic-tragic
miracle of the soul
indivisible whole
the beloved resides within
absence is his whim
myself I offer
to the sacred fire🔥
this is a world without pity
things fall part
though promising at the start
still I’ll play my part
try to see beauty
affirm, “Love you, Reality”
don’t seek to escape
my lot, my fate
some did me wrong
I try to rise above the hate
2026 is here
can begin again
it’s not too late
`तिमी´
घमाइलो दिन,
धुम्म आकाश ।
रुमानी साँझ,
अनि चिसो रात ।
र
शीतहरुले चुर्लुम्म भिजाएको
एक बिहान सुकुमार / नवजात ।
समय यसैगरी
लुछिरहेछ / ताछिरहेछ -
मलाई अनेक ऋतुका बन्चराहरुले !
तिमी,
त्यही मेरो
नाङ्गो / उदाङ्गो देहमा
ओ हेनरीले टाँगिदिएको
एक अन्तिम पात ।