Soksaby te Bong? Khynom Chol chet Khmer! AW KOON!!!!
There are many things I have purposefully missed out of this blog. I can chew things over and add things as I go. I'm still yet write up about Ankgor Wat, Sihanoukville and some recipes I picked up, so watch this space and check back soon!
In the meantime I am reminded of my encounters and small details through my everyday routine. Coming back to London has been hard. Although I was only away for 2 months, the time in Cambodia was intense and significant, giving me more than I had anticipated or hoped for.
The Song
Bird song travels through gardens and reaches me.
For no particular reason I scoop up the song.
Once I would have sent it to you
buried somewhere in cities
where fame and obscurities matter,
where dreams are eaten with breakfast.
But knowing I can do nothing but repeat in human terms
those truths we ourselves have made unworkable
I open my hands,
let the song free again.
Your ears might find it. Your eyes might trap its source
between garden and walls.
Now I am lunatic enough to believe
elsewhere the song continues,
affects lives as equally as mine.
Presumptuous to offer as unique those things
we own in common; yet how common the heart
that without touching or wishing to own it,
lets the song nest there.
by Brian Patten
