Tag Archives: poetry

Haiku composed upon recent developments

By Scott Wallick | Published: Nov 22, 2003
This morning as I left my flat to head out into Birganj, I discovered something very troublesome. On many levels. I paused, then composed a haiku.
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Characters, part 2

By Scott Wallick | Published: Nov 20, 2003
Previously I wrote about some of the unique people I'd met in Jhapa district, namely Sunjay the Islamic Extremists and a child named Time Pass. I'd now like to write about some of the odd Birganj-wallahs that have crossed my path since coming to this town.
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Small world after all

By Scott Wallick | Published: May 24, 2003
For the past two weeks I've started becoming rather familiar with the underground world of primary schools in Birganj. So far it's been a tour of the bizarre. I'm not seeing things through a cracked looking-glass, but through one that's so old the glass is beginning to run.
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Violently sentimental garbage

By Scott Wallick | Published: Jan 13, 2002
If at any moment throughout the day I could write down the fleeting impulses caused by my upcoming departure (in 34 days), psychoanalyzing my anxiety would be much simpler. Exactly when I got it into my head to join the Peace Corps is something I wish I could remember, probably because I was more articulate about it then than I am now. How many times have I heard people half-heatedly proclaim, I'm joining the Peace Corps? It's enough to make me vomit.
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