too young yet to savage his own feed
before puberty promotes him to
that other list of african fives
with the vulture the warthog
the gnu and the marabou
perhaps it's not a face
that only a mother would love

too young yet to savage his own feed
before puberty promotes him to
that other list of african fives
with the vulture the warthog
the gnu and the marabou
perhaps it's not a face
that only a mother would love

red-billed oxpeckers love their
gwyneths long-legged and graceful
she gets the daily exfoliation at five
they get some nesting overnight
but not before she slides in
a sundowner at the corner watering hole



Karma is deprived the driver’s seat
when the engine stalls in the morning chill
we take a substitute car to faux Eagles Nest
where we must wait too long for a meal
he’s glimpsed only once more that day roadside
at cordyceps store where we do get a good deal
Ugyen brings the blessings
in the monastery
where a couple of hundred
bucks buys lunch for each monk
I make a faux pas serving meat
to the proto vegetarian
Ugyen brings the blessings
in the morning
we wear travel braids
for three days fortune
just past the pass we toss old apples
to a lucky langur family

as guides went, Jhamba could yak your hind legs away
this turned out to be an asset on Punakha market day





Ngawang fast walks 20 clicks before breakfast
returns in time to guide a stroll of guests
he’s been a monk a soldier
an 8-times snowman trekker
these days chasing the tariffs
to send his 3 girls to school
working for milk toast money
past the peak he pulls away
giving me space to descend the valley alone
there in the flurry of prayer flags
an orange butterfly leads me down
pretty maids all in a row: bhutan

beaky mates all in a row: bali



