A Map of Bricks(Cambridge)

Pencil on paper

 47cm x 68cm

This drawing is created for an international collaborative project,Return Flight.The program includes numbers of artists from Hong Kong and Melbourne creating new work for the project, then same number writers from the opposite city creating written response works to a single artwork each. 

Poetry by Eleanor Jackson 

Memory, Desire, Signs

Who knows what Kublai Khan and Marco Polo would think

of this invisible city? No lagoon of crabs to bite the eyes

of suicides, no sixty silver domes, only this unfurling

monochrome labyrinth. I wish I knew the euphoric name

 

of this invisible city. No lagoon of crabs to bite the eyes,

just lozenged bodies, cubist cars, the sensory architecture of the

monochrome labyrinth. I wish I knew a euphoric name

to call my friend across the park, remind them of this game played

 

by lozenged bodies, cubist cars. The sensory architecture of

the body bicycling against soft wind, a ball in play, forgetting

to call my friend across the park, to remind them of this game played

remembering strange cities. The aurora of the patterned street

 

is a body bicycling against soft wind, a ball in play, forgetting

suicides, the sixty silver domes. Only this unfurling

memory of strange cities where the aurora of the patterned street

knows what Kublai Khan and Marco Polo would think.

© 2019 by Kinchoi Lam.