First Snowfall
The raven caws / from above; / Below him
Cold Frost
Yesterday / Like the sun / You shone
At the End of the Rainbow
I have no summer; no marigold / No dandelions ride in the gentle wind,
The Art of China
Poem by Tsoltim N Shakabpa: The Chinese have a way with art / That comes not from the heart
Fresh Winds
Give us the chance to pursue / our search for our / shores and shapes.
A Form of Nonsense Dialogue
Have you filled the forms? / Yes I did … / Birth form Créche form School form Examination form.
Desperate Age
Kill my Dalai Lama / that I can believe no more./ Bury my head
My Country
As the purple sky kisses the horizon once again / Life retires in the warmth of the chimney fire,
The Burial
For a complicit people, / forgiveness must come first, / then perhaps freedom.
Greetings
Another year has passed, another just arrived. / The various trials along the way, that we all survived.
Pedro’s Flute
Pedro, Pedro / What do you have in your flute? / Is there a little boy who lost his mother, …
Secret Tibet
Dedicated to the imprisoned Tenzin Delek Rinpoche, Bangri Rinpoche and Lobsang Tenzin.