Monthly Archives: March 2015

Featured Poem

The Disappearing Suite by Boey Kim Cheng   They hover on the edges, their voices haunting the blue hour when the tide of memory recedes and forgetfulness returns, washing over the ash-prints of their passing, so faint, yet so fresh

Featured Poem

The Disappearing Suite by Boey Kim Cheng   They hover on the edges, their voices haunting the blue hour when the tide of memory recedes and forgetfulness returns, washing over the ash-prints of their passing, so faint, yet so fresh

The Unreachability of Past Bodies

Slowness – A Response to Loo Zihan’s With/Out by Binghao Wong SP Note: In January 2015, performance artist Loo Zihan re-enacted the 1999 performance of Paddy Chew, the first person in Singapore to come out publicly as HIV+. Loo gave

The Unreachability of Past Bodies

Slowness – A Response to Loo Zihan’s With/Out by Binghao Wong SP Note: In January 2015, performance artist Loo Zihan re-enacted the 1999 performance of Paddy Chew, the first person in Singapore to come out publicly as HIV+. Loo gave

A Personal Tribute

Singapore’s founding prime minister Lee Kuan Yew died on Monday at the age of 91. He was a complex man and a controversial leader who dominated Singapore’s politics and development for most of its years of independence from the British.

A Personal Tribute

Singapore’s founding prime minister Lee Kuan Yew died on Monday at the age of 91. He was a complex man and a controversial leader who dominated Singapore’s politics and development for most of its years of independence from the British.

Here Comes the Sun

Here Comes The Sun by Yeo Wei Wei Mientras un pájaro detiene el silencio [as one bird halts the silence] – Jorge Luis Borges   The mynah hopped on to the bridge. Mdm Goh Lai Peng took in the blue

Here Comes the Sun

Here Comes The Sun by Yeo Wei Wei Mientras un pájaro detiene el silencio [as one bird halts the silence] – Jorge Luis Borges   The mynah hopped on to the bridge. Mdm Goh Lai Peng took in the blue

Featured Poem

from Christine Chia’s Separation: A History:   imaginary epilogue for K “For each man kills the thing he loves, Yet each man does not die.” – Oscar Wilde   Imagine that our hero never fell in love. He never married,

Featured Poem

from Christine Chia’s Separation: A History:   imaginary epilogue for K “For each man kills the thing he loves, Yet each man does not die.” – Oscar Wilde   Imagine that our hero never fell in love. He never married,