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Robert Dunn Bruce Weber Larissa Shmailo Lori Rappaport Michael Graves Tom Obrzut Linda Lerner Madeline Artenberg Austin Alexis Ptr Kozlowski Thomas Fucaloro George Spencer Yuko Otomo Bob Heman JD Rage Hassanal Abdullah Back to Issue 41_42 Back to Front Page |
Issue 41/42 : July - December, 2008 : Volume 11 No 1/2 Hassanal Abdullah A Sudden Yawn of a Star 1. When staring at the light through the window, we feel the light as if it were darkness. Indeed, we don't find any difference between the day and the night-light and dark. Though we don't think about this a lot, though we shout happiness if we get two meals a day and sex at midnight, time weaves its dark nets around us. If we get a slight chance to look back, we can't see anything. We try to walk forward, but eventually, without knowing, we fall into a grave of corroding age. 2. We dive into the waving evening. We dive into the cheerful race of life, and hand ourselves over to people who once promised for our happiness. People-who become our rescuers as if they were the gods, though they had the quality of becoming nothing but a bunch of dogs-sitting in the bedchambers of our brains now cast their own vessels in joy. |