Once I had a Home
Once I had a home / A paradise called Sun City Lhasa / Once I knew a peaceful moon and blue sky
Memories of Lhasa
I miss Lhasa where / The undulating valleys and wide open plains / Are bedecked with a garland of green meadows and trees,
The Fear in Lhasa, as Felt in Beijing – Part II
He did not keep silent because of fear, on the contrary, he was willing to allow me to record and make public his experience full of fear. Why?
The Fear in Lhasa, as Felt in Beijing – Part I
They came to clean the streets, and what they wiped out were us Tibetans, because we are garbage in their eyes.
Tibet does not exist, Tibet does exist
When I googled “Dreaming Lhasa” in Chinese, most entries were advertisements for a trip called “Dreaming Lhasa” sponsored by travel agencies all over China.
Run, Run, The Ones Who Run
Poem by Tsoltim N Shakabpa: Run, Run, The Ones Who Run / Run from God’s Earth
Some Memories of Great Lotsawa Gedun Chophel
Memories by Lodey Lhawang, mother of Jamyang Norbu, of the great scholar and poet Gedun Choephel.
The Wandering Goddess: Sustaining the spirit of Ache Lhamo in the Exile Tibetan capital
The revival of Lhamo (Tibetan opera) in exile Tibetan society, and a history of the Tibetan Institute of Performing Arts.
March Reflections
A dark fog / wrapped itself around Lhasa
Train from Beijing
The train arrives, a mammoth of shadow, / A dark and slow-moving train;
A Killing Trip
Lhasa is no longer the land of happiness and purity, the land of prosperity and sanctity. Who knows who its future will depend on? Where, exactly, is the hope of its future?
Lhasa
Majestic peaks, crowned with eternal snow / swaying in the blue heavens.
Decline of the Potala Palace
The Potala has never been, with the changing of time and space, so colourful, so odd, and even helpless and sad, as it has been during this half century.