Found Poem: A Man Talks To Himself
by Tammy Ho Lai-Ming
David Knechtges just emailed me
to respond to a footnote.
Is beauty independent of meaning?
Abstract art is the least abstract
of the arts. It’s changed a little
since the MTR station opened.
“To hang up” the phone used to be literal;
now it’s metaphorical. Spoons,
maternal grandmothers, and hot pot.
Can you take poststructuralists at their word?
Modernity is the international condition
of the spelling bee.
In Mandarin, a page of a book
is an infusion. Should not it be?
About the Author:
Tammy Ho Lai-Ming is the founding co-editor of Cha: An Asian Literary Journal, the English Editor of Voice & Verse Poetry Magazine, and an editor of the academic journals Victorian Network and Hong Kong Studies. She has edited or co-edited eight volumes of poetry, fiction and essays, including Desde Hong Kong (2014), We, Now, Here, There, Together (2017), and Twin Cities (2017). Tammy’s translations have been published in World Literature Today, Chinese Literature Today, Drunken Boat and Pathlight and by the Chinese University Press. Her first poetry collection is Hula Hooping (2015) and she has books forthcoming from Delere Press, Math Paper Press, Palgrave and Springer. She is an associate professor at Hong Kong Baptist University and she serves as the President of PEN Hong Kong and a Junior Fellow of the Hong Kong Academy of the Humanities. She is a recipient of the Young Artist Award in Literary Arts, presented by the Hong Kong Arts Development Council.
Cover image by Sze Wind via Flickr.