Poems from ngopes
He had come that year, and
before long,
mental and physical agonies troubled us—
The most heartbreaking experience we'd ever known.
The...
He puts up his palm reader advertising placard facing the road.
and sits along the sidewalk, under a Bodhi tree, near Pashupatinath.
A rope...
Early summer at dawn
I smelt the morning air off the lake
At my window over the fields, I
watched a young girl swerve around the corner...
It is second week of August.
The soft lamp light dazzles in the corner of the maternity ward.
I slide open the white curtain letting,
pale...
I grab the Old volume of my best collected Poems.
The light from the laptop— sitting next to me— brightens the page.
The daughter...