Projections, pronouncements, proclamations.
They herald the march forward, the fattening of the cow,
the building of ornate temples, and the bringing of capitalist Gods.
And yet they never tell you, my fellow kiasu,
about the end of your childhood, the place you once knew.
We are never told what the papers white out.
We are not told about the last makcik Continue reading “Poem: What the papers white out”
Thanks very much for all the comments and feedback you all have sent over the past week. As the very notion of identity–let alone Singaporean identity–is so nebulous, my thoughts are still forming as to what exactly a global city identity in Singapore will look like. It is easier, I suppose, to depict this tension with real-world examples, and what better than the recent Diner … Continue reading National identity vs Global City identity: Diner en Blanc