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A lost conversation…
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beingkenny:
I know we’re supposed to be writing on what’s a home, but what I wrote just turned out this way. A house is not a home, but perhaps it’s something else…
Our House
Our house is in perpetual dimness.
Forever twilight — the kind of light, the kind of shade
you get on a drizzly, cloudy day.
And the …
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There’s a Chinese legend suggesting that the cat was originally supposed to be in the Animal Zodiac. However, it was tricked by its friend the rat, which eventually took first place in the celestial race instead. I don’t believe this story. Cats are entirely too clever to be blindsided like that (though rats can be …
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I can’t remember his name. I’m sure the one he had before he became a monk would have been easier to recall, but he didn’t tell us his secular name. I know he is the brother of one of the girls in our group. (Her name escapes me too, so perhaps I’m just bad with …
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You lie down beside me. I hide my smile, but you cannot see it anyway; your face is turned away from me. Soon you are in light slumber, then deeper. Simple breathing affects your body. The rising and gentle falling of your shoulder tantalizes and I gulp carefully, silently. There is only moonglow and your …
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Just a couple of things:
One, thank you, Wern, for these four CDs — Nitin Sawhney’s Human, k.d. lang’s Live By Request, Me’shell Ndegéocello’s Comfort Woman and Sarah McLachlan’s Afterglow. My music pimp delivered these fresh sounds to me last Saturday and I’ve been slowly devouring them this past week. (I haven’t had new music for …
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“What are you looking at?”
My dad is standing in the balcony, looking through a pair of binoculars, my mom next to him. The neighbours’ guava tree is diseased, it seems. Which explains why their guavas are so small and splotchy but not why my parents are even interested in the first place. We had mango trees …
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The room I am sitting in is sealed off by walls of translucent rice-paper panels. I say sitting, but it’s more of a kneeling position with my buttocks resting on my heels. I’m sure I’m doing this wrong. It’s uncomfortable; I feel uncomfortable just being here. It’s a surprise because I’ve always thought the whole …
