I would think

It in my head had been
An angel i perceived.
Had it not left melodies,
From Kathmandu and
eastern history in my hair.

Castellon De La Plana

In the country where
I am traveling; Yes!
There is beauty there.
There are trees that rise
like waves beside waves
that rise like moons.

and there are fornicates.
Flower that embellish leaf.
Leaf that embellish flower
And cliffs that fall over
into skies that reflect
themselves onto oceans.
Like eyes in love or
Glass of water.

Here be the best place
to walk, heart break
on the shore and settle
into your soft self and great
escape.

Airports (Say goodbye, smiling)

NYC Digital jazz from barsil to the bronx

Rain NYC Summer 2011

Parliaments