"'Nothing Gold Can Stay' represents the ideas of the Harlem Renaissance. This poem was written by Robert Ernest."
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a hidden art museum in an abandoned lot
traditional paper cutting for the lantern festival
We have just reached the two hour mark of sitting in a breezy hotel lobby near the Vietnam/Cambodia border. We are waiting for our visa process to be completed, which is contingent upon ‘The Man with the Stamp’ who is currently absent. Asia is filled with Men With Stamps, who wield infinite visa/residence permit/work permit power with one swoop of their mythical stamps. However, these Men With Stamps are notoriously elusive.
I am convinced that there is an exclusive Men With Stamps Club where all Men With Stamps congregate during business hours. They sit in a penthouse suite comparing stamps and mocking us from above, using their stamps to mix cocktails and and roll cigars. For their initiation, a Man must prove himself worthy of a Stamp by remaining heartless and unsympathetic as mothers and children beg and weep at his feet. Once a Man exhibits satisfactory indifference, he his admitted to the club where they joyfully stamp scraps of paper with abandon and burn them for fun, letting the ashes fall upon the weary travelers at their mercy below.
vietnam has been good to us
staring into his soul…
oh my god…
into his SOUL!