Warm greetings -- indeed, hot greetings -- from Thailand, my first visit.
The mangos are sweet as syrup. Bangkok is organized chaos, and sometimes simply chaos. I've smelled incense in the streets and hallways, jasmine in the gardens. I've seen lithe brown bodies bathing in the rivers. I've seen weeds flowering from the crevices of colorfully tiled chedi, and bodhi tree roots growing over ancient brick walls and framing the face of the Buddha. It's all quite entrancing, and I feel already the seed of one or two poems germinating inside.
Off to Cambodia tomorrow...
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