Moving House
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Theophilus Kwek
Theophilus Kwek is a writer, editor and translator based in Singapore. Two of his previous collections of poetry were shortlisted for the Singapore Literature Prize, while his pamphlet, The First Five Storms, won the inaugural New Poets' Prize in 2016. Other awards include the Jane Martin Poetry Prize, the Berfrois Poetry Prize, and the Stephen Spender Prize for poetry in translation. A former President of the Oxford University Poetry Society, he now serves as co-editor of Oxford Poetry and The Kindling, and has also edited several volumes of Singaporean writing. His poems, essays and translations have been published in The Guardian, Times Literary Supplement, The Irish Examiner, and the Mekong Review.
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Moving House - Theophilus Kwek
2THEOPHILUS KWEK
Moving House
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For those who build our houses
and those who believe in keeping them open
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CONTENTS
TITLE PAGE
DEDICATION
WITNESS
PROGNOSIS
CHINESE WHISPERS
MY GRANDFATHER VISITS PYONGYANG
REQUIEM
THE GAMBLE
MAGDALENE
THE DANCE
DEAD MAN’S SAVINGS WON’T GO TO WIFE
BLUE
HUANG XUEYING MEETS HER MOTHER IN THE UNDERWORLD
THE PASSENGER
WESTMINSTER
OCCURRENCE
MONOLOGUES FOR NOH MASKS
24.6.16
STRANGERS DROWNING
THE WEEK IT HAPPENS
WHAT IT’S LIKE
THE FALL
H.
HO 213/926
CAMERATA
THE CRABS
THE WAY LIGHT WORKS
FIRST EASTER
LUCKY
MY LOVE,
GUNUNG
OPERATION THUNDERSTORM
WAYS OF WALKING
MARGINALIA
SOPHIA
THE DIFFERENCE
TRANSFORMATIONS
GRAVITY
EVA
LOCH NA FUAICHE
NOTES ON A LANDSCAPE
WHAT FOLLOWS
ROAD CUTTING AT GLANMIRE
PULSE
THE QUESTIONING
LOVE POEM
FIFTY-ONE
NOCTURNAL
FINAL CUT
MOVING HOUSE
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
COPYRIGHT
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WITNESS
It was mid-morning. The body flipped,
came to rest face-down on tarmac.
Unaware, the rider went some distance
then, noticing something was amiss,
stopped, dismounted, ran back to where
a gathering clutch of men knelt and stood.
She was already gone. And so were we,
drawn on by the bus’s trajectory
toward our stops, unseeing, unseen
except in one last receding frame.
Steep death. The mind trips at the shock,
chafes at conversation, replays the scene
till the point at which all fall unplanned –
what then? Imagining gains no ground,
is caught in a morning’s too usual arc.
Hard pavement receives the pedestrian
in step as in flight, accounts to no-one
for what forces in our different lives
plot with foreign accuracy
lines of habit and desire, and bear us
away from accidents. Far behind now,
this leaving leaves its quiet mark. Parents,
asked by children about their days,
find fewer answers, tell only truths
and, passing afterwards, see in the place
of yesterday’s routine a rupture
in our time, where past and present
futures meet, stop short. A living fault.
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PROGNOSIS
The knowledge settles at the bottom of your glass.
What’s left clarifies, divides the light. Clean white,
which crosses the air unscathed, and this – water’s
half-true cataract. In its arc the table’s dry laminate
turns gold-dappled, warm, even tiles rise up to dance.
Like a prism it drowns the ward in colour, albeit
of one tan shade. How is it that outside bears no trace?
A vaulted sky hovers as if on steel beams to clothe
a station hall. Cars idle at the roundabout, nurses
stride with great purpose from block to block
yet nothing resembles this: how here the day transforms
and slows, its swollen alchemy. Bedside, your clock
mocks us both, pilfering with gloved hands from
every hour, while time, stealing through your un-
finished cup, lays itself down, the sun’s bright psalm.
Before this dull image in the blood’s darkroom,
you too pursued your tricks of the lens, drove so often
from one station to another, in some unknown realm
with your camera to mark the breaking of night or dawn.
I could not see then, why a moment’s flux
should arrest your gaze, or why with determination 7
you’d try and snare each one for eternity. Now I look
on as the rays unspool across your desk and feet, listen
for coughs, how your engine lingers with lifted clutch,
and gather up the spent threads from where I stand.
It falls on my fingers too, this ravelling light.
I wish I could glean it with more than hands.
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CHINESE WHISPERS
‘It always turns out that much is salvageable.’
— John Ashbery (1927–2017)
Have you heard how we light up the houses
so they last forever, pyres of cardboard and joss
with laughter in the windows, late guests
dressed in their best clothes for a midnight ball