Javanese Master of Chi
Posted on Mar 17th, 2009
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I woke from a sweat in the dark of the early hours. The mournful muezzin wound around the moon that hung there halved by the window. The others here, all sleeping. This sheet's all... More »
All day adrift over streets of bells and belching fumes. Mud ruts. Incense burning, a spattering of rain through the window. I pulled my one sheet over me and curled up in a ball, shivering. ... More »
For this entry, I will stay within Indonesia, which has a very rich musical heritage. I enjoyed the liveliness of Balinese music, and loved living with the Balinese people, but I was also enchanted by... More »