What is Holy by Sushant Thapa
Nepalese poet Sushant Thapa
Nepalese poet Sushant Thapa
poem from Nepal
All of the pieces are emotional snapshots, some just a moment long and others stretching on like a season. Kind of philosophical, but actually quite literal. Somewhere where grief and joy don’t have to be sugar coated but can just be messy and even complicated, yet weirdly beautiful.
I feast inappropriatelyand postpone working daysenslaved by constantDigital Surveillanceday by day. More working lies growlike lilacs out of the dead.This life has been a textand its ashesare being grown.Something literaryarises like massive waves and the sunken shipsomehow finds its way.I find each morning musicalthe night feels as if no sleepneeds to be unembraced.Is it a happiness risingor a cursed agewhere […]Read Post ›