POETRY

Paper Boat

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Trust things to remain the same and something happens; watch that thing which happens, just watch it and see what happens; the paper boat disintegrating into the water that buoyed it like a lover, all grooves and gentle caresses; but you will not believe me, which is the foundation of every problem, every panic-attack; and you collapse along the corridor with arms around your chest, not pouting exactly but it sure as hell looks like that; even then, just watch yourself; it is not difficult, as the mind swivels and jerks forward until everything stops so that you might face the lovely apathy of clouds, the not-so-unreadable faces of people who say one thing and do something else altogether; since it is nobody’s fault, then it must be everybody’s fault, including your own, for thinking you would not be projected into that blinding future, with or without the best of intentions; no matter how hard you grip the reins of hope and each wrist begins to shudder.

Cyril Wong (1977) is the author of nine collections of poetry in Singapore. Internationally, his poems have appeared in Atlanta Review, Fulcrum, Cider Press Review and Asheville Poetry Review. He received the Singapore Literature Prize in his country and has been a featured poet at the Edinburgh International Book Festival and the Hong Kong International Literary Festival; and is the founder of SOFTBLOW, an online international poetry journal.His Still Flight (2005) was first staged as a one-woman monologue in English.

Trust things to remain the same and something happens; watch that thing which happens, just watch it and see what happens; the paper boat disintegrating into the water that buoyed it like a lover, all grooves and gentle caresses; but you will not believe me, which is the foundation of every problem, every panic-attack;…