Tag: Travel (page 11 of 12)

I’ve been lucky enough to travel to some pretty interesting destinations over the course of my life so far. Here are some posts from some of the more memorable places I’ve visited.

The Boys on Thanon Lim Khong

armed with their hideouts & slingshots
& smiles they gather at nightfall beside
a rocky river road to compete in monied
contests dodge tuk-tuks & flurries of
laughter now pulling the notes from their
pockets & placing them on the road’s river
brown & then throwing their thongs from
line-marks towards jackpots of fluttering
notes /see the worn old thongs skim! &
the bigger boys win but the stream of lao
notes stutters onwards it’s 8 in the pm &
time to go home now everybody’s happy
& one lucky boy’s an instant millionaire …

Low Season, Last Days

depressed as the prices no longer
deluded by smiles passing signposts
kilometres coming no closer to what
were once called destinations – border
crossings & pass-outs different games
same rules waiting for the photo-op
that might make the cost of the ticket
worthwhile – low season, last days &
the promise of last rains again linger
as clouds obstruct an aeroplane’s view
let tomorrow’s dawn break as high as
a season – bright season, first day

The Kip & How to Carry It

in bundles my friend!
in every pocket!
stuff those notes!
hang the exchange rate!
just get out there &
start handing it over!
spend it daily!
spend it gaily!
but wait – there’s more!
it’s all for sale!
everything must go!
clothes looks lifestyles –
out the door!
but wait – there’s still more!
you can buy it –
come on & try it!
talk’s cheap –
you can buy that too!
but don’t forget to bargain!

Under the Pavement, Laos

under the pavement, laos in dissent:
a skin full of worn bones, the footprint’s
masseuse, a fist full of pavements & laos

under laos, the mekhong’s predictions:
swallowing bombs, reeking dimly of lao
beer on a menu full of laos & mekhongs

under the mekhong, the current’s advance:
upon an unknown beach, a silent chorus,
from a porous row of mekhongs & currents

under the current, the riverbed’s half-truths:
imprints of bottles where eyes once shone,
yawns in a mouth full of currents & riverbeds

under the riverbed, the earth’s velocity:
half-lies boring rings in fire, extinguished
by the scrutiny of riverbeds & earth

under the earth, the fossil’s remainder:
snails that spiral, ladders of chance, scratches
in sandstone outlining earth & fossils

under the fossil, the stone’s logic:
a dead language rehydrated then vaporised
by the closeness of fossils & stones

A Photographer’s Wet Dream

ah! luang prabang ancient capital unesco
world heritage magnificently preserved
in pristine condition please bring cameras
film & kleenex for the mop-up /click! &
we're off through the view-finder: monks
kiddies grannies trannies ripe for developing
when you get back to your secret laboratory
national geographic are definitely interested
oh i'm spent! /i'm spent again! / how the stock
churns like spectators through a turnstyle!
i can feel it! the money shot's in my sights!
i'm getting warmer now! i can't hold off much 
oh!

           click /click
    /jesus! 


click /click
                             oh!


another kleenex moment