Márgarét, áre you gríevingOver Goldengrove unleaving?Leáves, like the things of man, youWith your fresh thoughts care for, can you?Ah! ás the heart grows olderIt will come to such sights colderBy and by, nor spare a sighThough worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;And yet you will weep and know why.Now no matter, child, the name:Sórrow’s spríngs áreContinue reading “Unleaving…”
Author Archives: Mabel Lee
LingShan
– Gao XingJian, “Sonambule” “In those contaminated surroundings I was taught that life was the source of literature, that literature had to be faithful to life, faithful to real life. My mistake was that I had alienated myself from life and ended up turning my back on real life. Life is not the same asContinue reading “LingShan”
Second-hand Memories
They say that I was awful at Cantonese when I was very little. Not that it has improved drastically over the last twenty years. I had bad intonation and limited vocabulary and spoke to my sister only in English. This, also, hasn’t changed. Having an older sister is useful in discovering memories of yourself youContinue reading “Second-hand Memories”
