The Tailor's Question / Halembu Girl

The Tailor's Question Shall I sew it all up; Shall I then? Sew up the feet too? Sew up the hands as well? Shall I sew it all up? Shall I sew up nose, eyes, and ears too? Sew up the heart and the mind as well? Sew up all feeling, all experience too? How can I leave all this open During this hour of dire anguish? Shall I sew up the entire environs too? Sew up the country as well? Shall I sew up The universe itself? What should I leave open In such an atmosphere? Shall I sew it up? Shall I then? Shall I sew up the sewing machine itself And the needle too? 12:48 PM 6 May 2000 Putli Sadak Click here for Nepalese Language Version

Halembu Girl There's a doorway without a door. It seems like it would swallow me. The stuff all around seems Like it would eat me up. Who says I am a fairy from Halembu: Caressing someone's discarded shoes, I'm no more than a pair of shoes, Thrown away. There's no honey Though we have a beehive in the house, Like the song of my heart It is without words. There's no courtyard. Only someone's wheat fields touching the house, Like the dance of my heart, That couldn't dance. I'm a pair of shoes To be worn by someone To be worn out To be used until it's torn. But surely I could also have been A fairy, couldn't I? 9:42 AM 30 March 2000 Putli Sadak Click here for Nepalese Language Version