Although I do not make my living as a writer, I write. I write all sorts of things--a novel, short stories, essays, reviews and, most recently, poetry--a lot of poetry. Most of this poetry is inspired by other artists, musicians, dancers, actors and photographers. A lot of my work involves trying to capture in words the emotional impact of the works of these artists on me: to take the exquisite emotions music or a photograph evoke in me and translate them into language. Sometimes I even think I succeed.
Janus-face
Love is everything;
without it
can we take in the moon's heartless brilliance,
feel pain liquefy on our cheeks,
witness a heart expanding to encompass
the universe?
Suffering is nothing;
without it
can we see beauty in the eyes of another,
recognize joy--
by its absence,
have the courage to call out
after love when all we see
is a fleeting silhouette
retreating through
the door of time?
In Memoriam Leslie Cheung 1956-2003 Our Leslie, beautiful like a flower. I love you today and always-- a part of my heart beats for you alone, tonight a