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Reading Wendell Berry in Kathmandu
Collected Poems, 2022 – 2026
Kathmandu, Nepal
Even though
Good morning
Whatsoever
Do you know the order of importance
I woke through the night
There’s more to come
I was about to accuse you
It’s not shakiness exactly
It’s only just beginning (Sunday)
The seed sits in darkness (Saturday)
Did the birds cease their song (Friday)
I woke with a start
A Long Journey V (home)
A Long Journey IV (at P.F. Chang’s in LAX)
A Long Journey III (the dream)
A Long Journey II (the Apocalypse)
A Long Journey I (the side quest)
The gentle breeze of a brutal afternoon
Red Pandas
Kathmandu IX
To one with Parkinson’s Disease
As the birds scatter
After visiting Westminster Abbey
Can we talk about this?
Behold, he comes
There are great stretches
We once had a cat named Leo
A Parkinson’s Poem
Out the window
I have missed it here
To wait
Note to self
In praise of kindness
The power of another’s unveiled face
I’ve needed less prayer
As a little boy
My vocation: to be loved
The Red-Headed Woodpecker
Along the way
To be heard
Then
Sunday
If I Could Hide
I Confess
The birds have returned
Slowness: A Prayer
Unmade Forts
An Invitation
A cardinal
I did not know
What is a Cake: A Poem for Mike and Cindy
If I could be like that tree
That I might grow in capacity
..slow.down..
Blessed are those who wait.
A hillside for myself today
I Came to the Shadow of Pulchowki Mountain
The fog lifts of its own accord
Unnoticed and Unbidden
"...to be known in relation to this place."
A lifetime of quiet...
Nurturer of the Real.
About Trees
A Native Hill...A Himalayan Peak