If free scope is granted to her,
Slavery sits on the head– The Hitopadesha
Mekong Sunset
Lines of inundation
sap the fields
dream landscape
water-towers
like Martian war-machines
Lao-Burmese Border
I was in Saigon
waiting for a mission
last seen at a toilet-stop
in Northern Thailand
bound for Vientiane
[Summer Book from Eye Street, ed. Raewyn Alexander
(Auckland: Bright Communications, 2005) 3].
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