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26 February, by Kathup Tsering
A dark fog
wrapped itself around Lhasa
as if it had been created
by a phantom shade
moving silently
it became a snake
relentless
encircling
our highest
mountain
sunset
signaled evening
the wild wind
cried
Woo… woo… woo…
life
was
twirling
nights became restless
tragedy was everywhere
my people were suffering
tears were falling
down…down… down…
into the center
of
my
heart
winds cried through the night…
Woo… woo… woo…
weeping… weeping… weeping…
my life, my love, my poetry… (...)
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26 February
It has been twenty years now since Nelson Mandela walked out of Robben Island prison and won the freedom for South Africans. The struggle against discrimination had gone for more than a century and under the African National Congress (ANC), it took on a more urgency and action. Civil disobedience action such as the Defiance Campaign propelled the people to show their strong disagreement and their grievances. One waits for a day when such a large movement would occur inside Tibet. The recent (...)
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26 February, by Kathup Tsering
I dream the
way my
people do always
my right hand
fighting against the unfair
so dictator divorces me
from my beloved
and my ring finger
bleeding to hell
and my body
becomes a gun`s prey
how shall I prepare my last sky burial ?
In the last gesture of heart
I can do what all I want to do
a compassionated fire,
blissful, burn
on the chest of my corpse
and cover my face
with a lotus hand
in my country
There I died once
then reborn
For a freedom has human spirit
and (...)
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22 February, by Tibetan Mastiff
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days in someone’s yard
blowing the Jhangthang wind
happiness born withered
one
snowflakes brings me peace
a gentle mother’s touch
salves my sobs
two
footprints on grassland
steppes of my homeland
calls me each night
three
endless tale telling
of our ancestors their lives
in heavy black tents
grazing sheep and yaks
four
nomad girls singing songs
that echo from the hills
herder boys’ reply
coming from shoulders of a mountain
five
each mountain has a peak pass (...)
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21 February, by Samdup Dhargye
Pawa Trinley Tenzin passed away yesterday in Dharamsala. He was 90. He had no children and no relatives to mourn his death but he will be immensely missed by his friends and neighbors. His few possessions had an orphaned feel about them. A worn sling hung on the wall of his stark and humid room. His fragile figure, his constant drone of a muffled prayer and his critical and insightful remarks about the nature of the Tibetan struggle will always be cherished and referred to as a prized book. (...)
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20 February, by Tsering Dolkar
For a while now, I have thought about creating a blog focusing on Tibetan women’s issues. In general, women’s rights are important because of the patriarchal nature of societies, uneven power structure and male domination that have led to negative depiction of women in theological doctrines and in the secondary value placed on women’s roles and duties. Very briefly, these influences get translated into discriminatory attitudes and practices against women in their daily lives. However much we (...)
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20 February, by Khar Chen
It has been two decades since I left my homeland Tibet. It’s been two decades I haven’t seen my parents. It’s been two decades I haven’t seen my fellow Tibetans from my hometown, loss and sadness written all over their faces. Now, Losar is round the corner. I too gave a thought to the Tibetan New Year. I haven’t made any preparations. I don’t need to make any preparations. This is because so far I have celebrated all my Losars at TCV, my alma mater. My school is my home. And that is where I (...)
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20 February, by Khar Chen
This morning I received a phone call. It said you envoys arrived in Peking on January 25. It said you would make your first visit to the province of Hunan. It is said that Hunan is the birthplace of Mao Tse-tung. It is said that after a few days of sightseeing, real talks will take place in Peking. Unlike in the past, it is said, for the success of the talks, this time a special prayer and ritual is being performed in Drepung monastery, South India.
Dear envoys of the Dalai Lama, have you (...)
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17 February, by Tsering Namgyal
SONGS FROM A DISTANCE
BY Bhuchung D. Sonam
Published by TibetWrites
During a visit to Dharamsala sometime in 2002, I saw a flier of Bhuchung D. Sonam’s book of poems, Dandelions in Tibet, in Gangchen Kyishong, on the bulletin board opposite the staff mess. I was intrigued.
For someone who had also begun, rather hesitantly, the research for a novel, any work of imagination by a fellow Tibetan was a source of immense interest. Later, it was Tenzin Tsundue, the activist-poet, who told me (...)
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6 February, by Bhuchung D Sonam
We should celebrate Losar
Some say…
To open a new chapter
Be Tibetan,
Dress Tibetan
Eat Tibetan
Speak Tibetan
To hold our heads high
Walk a new path, mindful of the past.
We should not celebrate Losar
Others say …
To respect the dead and the jailed
Be Tibetan,
Recite mani
Pray for all
Knead your rosary
Remember that
Our brothers and sisters are suffering.
To celebrate or not to celebrate
The essence is in the difference.
Losar is a good way to assert (...)