Backpacking in Nepal, June 1971
Backpacking in Nepal, June 1971
Resting in a hill station guest-house,
over the worst of dysentery
the bazaar dealer’s tab,
“Yellow Sunshine. San Francisco. Good shit.”
is starting to hit
and I’m smoking a chillum of charas.
Through the fog of writhing smoke
and dancing rainbow mountain mists,
I watch a woman,
a Mahavidya – maybe
pad the jasmine track
to a distant wayside shrine.
Pennants and wind chimes
line the pathway.
Incense drapes the trees.
She sings a hymn;
echoing against granite crags
returning in the songs of birds
it entrances me
as it mystifies me –
her gods are not known to me,
all gods are unknown to me.
She made the journey yesterday,
shoeless,
and the day before.
I feel the pulse of
foot… foot… foot
bruising the grass.
And with each thud
the sighing of rooted blades
that would walk beside her
if they could.
I am rooted too.
© coolhermit 2023
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I think the first line is an infiltrater. Well written as usual. Interesting, educational. Not so many funnies but really not necessary here. Cheers albert 🙂
oops – first line will evaporate as soon as I finish this. Thanks, Albert.
ps. Sorted that – how did it happen? No worries.
I tried to capture the yearning, while tripping, for a god, Any god would do.
Acid used to do that to a body.
very well written, no waste. you bring the poem around and to a strong conclusion “all gods are unknown to me.” yes, i did some sunshine in the 70’s, and other variations too. memorable and altering. one of your better pieces, in fact very good. thanks, swep
Thanks, swep. 🙂
I remember most of that – except it was in North Africa 🙂 Took me back, seriously…
You can remember it? Lightweight ha ha – it was all a blur for me 🙂
Some beautiful phrases in this – And the sighing of the rooted blades
That would walk beside her
If they could.
I’m no expert on poetry – not even close – but there are some things that just connect with you, and this is one. Loved it.
thanks so much, Gee – poetry is a lonely business and words like yours make it all worthwhile 🙂