POEM: Joker, or: Disruptive Forces

Among the brick rubble, down a side street from the temples encased in spiky, cuboid scaffolds, next to a bulging wall bolstered by beams knocked in at a slant, someone painted this graffiti of Heath Ledger’s Joker.

I stare at the maniacal face and can’t help but wonder whether someone painted it in the seven years between Ledger’s portrayal and the 2015 earthquake that broke Bhaktapur, or whether it’s a commentary on disruptive forces.

DAILY PHOTO: Puppies and Goats of Bhaktapur

Rubble Puppy

 

Temple goat

 

Dog disappointed with a package

 

Goat resting on a plinth; Taken in May of 2018 in Bhaktapur, Nepal

DAILY PHOTO: Nepali Eyes

Bhaktapur, Nepal; Seen on a cable spool

 

Taken in April of 2018 in Bhaktapur, Nepal; Bas-relief on door frame

 

Kathmandu; On a pillar at the base of the stairs to the monkey temple (Swayambhunath)

 

Kathmandu; Minor stupa

 

Kathmandu; Near Kathesimbu Stupa, I believe

 

Kathmandu; On the [in]famous Freak Street

POEM: Kathmandu

tight warren of streets, alleys, and stupa-laden courtyards
— a junky’s labyrinth
low portals force a bow to the ever-watching Buddha
how’s someone, hot-wired and strung out —
slipping the sacred geometries —
kink their way through this dusty burg
without clocking a noggin on bricks
— blocks of brown, dried blood brown
how do lost self-medicating masses find themselves
where it’s so easy to be lost