Sounds Photographs Films Writings
April 17, 2018
Sunrise on the shores of northern West Papua
July 16, 2017
Tales from the Island – The Salt Farmers
June 21, 2017
Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air
June 6, 2017
You go away for a long time and return a different person – you never come all the way back – Paul Theroux
May 25, 2017
A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless.
May 15, 2017
May 11, 2017
As a poet I hold the most archaic values on earth . . . the fertility of the soil, the magic of animals, the power-vision in solitude, the terrifying initiation and rebirth, the love and ecstasy of the dance, the common work of the tribe. I try to hold both history and the wilderness in mind, that my poems may approach the true measure of things and stand against the unbalance and ignorance of our times
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