Buddha, Lord - Groundviews

Buddha, Lord - Groundviews

Photo courtesy of sigiriyajungles   How did the man find the city he had fled, the one he carried with him, according to Cavafy,   which festered, sweetened and smelt in his brain, a durian in name, in flesh, temple flowers,   orchids, snapdragons, chiles frying in roadside shacks, a gong banging to call   the faithful to prayer, a kovil, bells, a church, the muezzin’s cry,   the sights, the sounds, to walk on broken, sun-baked pavement   by a c…