overweening personal ambition is no virtue; but while i had it, i could have danced on a bed of nails. -joyce maynard-
Showing posts with label phonsavan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label phonsavan. Show all posts
2009/07/07
2008/08/11
plain of jars (site 1), xieng khouang province
and the gods seemed too giving
- fill their cups to brim -
halfway to child-birth
leading
two people to ask one and each
to coupling
recouping the slate
state of the art
make one afraid of the mass
to undergo a rite
of orgy passage.
the sky seemed cooperative at first, overcast but non-drizzling. the ground was still wet, therefore, muddy in a slippery kind of way. hence, my guide repeated, "careful, slippery. you know what i me
an? slippery? careful, slippery." after a few minutes, the clouds doused the field with a peck-ful, again, filling the half-filled stone jars scattered across the field with more water.






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