HE SAID, MARIE, MARIE, HOLD ON TIGHT

And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,
My cousin's, he took me out on a sled,
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

~ The Waste Land, "The Burial of The Dead", Eliot

Sunday, April 06, 2008
clearing up
i dreamt about the mother last night again.
why are you always so stressed and unhappy, she asked me. i had come home at 4 am, i had forgotten his block address in the dark, i groped upstairs, and she was telling me to pick up my hair from the floor. she wasn't speaking in any language, but i understood her.
because i have a lot of work, i said. how come you never go home, she asked? because my house is full of people, my brother is married, i have a sister, it's a lot of noise, i said. is this the baby's bag? i asked, picking up a woolen and denim sling bag, it's cute, realising that i had not been playing with the baby very much in the past few days.
what language was i speaking in? it was neither chinese or hokkien or english, it was a language of murmurs and no consonants.
i took out a paper towel, and i begun clearing the entire room of my hair. she was watching me, not spitefully, just quietly. after that, i took a broom, and begun cleaning the bedroom.
your every posture reminds me of myself, she said.
and then the alarm went off.
someone was asking me if i wanted to go running.

[publishing] Publishers Weekly . Dystel & Goderich . New York Center for Independent Publishing . Association of American University Presses . Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators

[people] clarisse . nurul . aunty zarina (ummi's bakery) . jeremy . pak . cyril . softblow . karen & kenny (booksactually) . eric . joel .

[other loves] digitaljournalist . ballet dictionary . poetshouse . urbanwordnyc

[me] dawn, singapore, new york city, ithaca.

[yesterday] horses
very interesting
pneumonia
summer ambitions
this is messed up - happy april's fools:)
gold
how to sleep
missing me
geryon
responsibility

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