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26: Reliable & Unpredictable

Another year. While stepping into my 27th year of walking on this earth, holding 26 years of days in my skin, I wander. I reflect on the love and support I’ve received, and I am grateful. I consider my achievements and failures, my work and my rest, and I am full. I forget the things so ordinary they have settled like silt, yet become the bedrock of me. I catch a glimpse of the monsters I’ve befriended, the demons still sullen, the stories I am sitting with, waiting on language for. I decide on how to be reliable and unpredictable at the same time: to hold trust to receive another life with integrity and grace to defy easy definition to shed expectations like dead skin to prevent the labels from boxing me in to remain a complete universe to surprise and wonder those looking for the ends and the means to wonder at the ends and the means to remember to pause at the bridge and catch the evening shadow of trees to walk the …

Our JxMs

I’ve started a music blog with my friend, Mirae to talk about our love of Korean and Chinese music. Here in Toronto, I feel like I’m always battling a tenuous connection to the music industry in Asia. I spend a lot of my down time listening to old music, chasing new music, researching discographies, cross-referencing composers, lyricists and production companies. I copy lyrics out into notebooks, chase their etymologies, figure out their metaphorical structures, attempt a translation or two. Before I started writing poetry, I wrote songs. These were my first attempts at form, at structure, at evocative mood and strong affect. All my current fruit and growth in my poetry is traceable back to my love for music. I like to think of my poems as imprints of songs; not in form but in presence. Last year, I tried an experimental creative nonfiction piece, 9 Meditations on Mandopop and Poetry, using music as a starting point to write poetic paragraphs. It was the beginning of a new possibility. Blending inspirational sources I never imagined compatible. I have …

The Janus Playlist 16-2017

The end of the year leap into the new is generally speaking, rather arbitrary – after all, the earth merely continues its rotation, treading path it’s always tread. What makes it meaningful is the way we use it to notch or demarcate time, space and our memory. This playlist is both retrospection and reminder; these are the words that go with me as I slip through this thing called the world. They sit with me when I am overwhelmed, afraid, and uncertain. They take my hand and speak into my solitude. 它們也會伴我走過下一個季節,into the next season, into the next bend. 謝震廷:走 容許我 沒目的一直走 祝福我 先別問對或錯 還給我 放任去流浪很久我的自由 借給我 你最堅定的等候 有幅畫面 在對我說 來尋找我 別管要多久 我需要快樂 需要難過 任何感受 都想經歷過 這世界如果 有一個盡頭 不在你心中 說不定 不在你心中 所以天 如此遼闊 李榮浩: 滿座 一生未必會滿座 看慣了離合 今日碰面都不擺手昨天情合意投 人生應該有的蹉跎 我們向右偏左的墜落琢磨著尋求自我 田馥甄:人間煙火 感謝這個 神奇的宇宙 熱鬧的地球 願意容納我 一本什麼 一場什麼 感動我 一首什麼 一部什麼 震撼我 這人間煙火 太奢侈揮霍 簡直幸福到愧疚 五月天:如果我們不曾相遇 偶然與巧合 舞動了蝶翼 誰的心頭風起 前仆而後繼 萬千人追尋 荒漠唯一菩提 是擦身相遇 或擦肩而去 命運猶如險棋 無數時間線 無盡可能性 終於交織向你 林俊傑: 不為誰而作的歌 原諒我這一首 不為誰而作的歌 感覺上彷彿窗外的夜色 曾經有那一刻 回頭竟然認不得 需要 從記憶再摸索 的人 和他們關心的 的地方 和那些走過的 輕日記:Why So Serious? 想直走 或轉彎 …

Record: Distillery Christmas Market

“In a distant way, these communal market events remind me of the street and flea markets from the cities back home, albeit much more fluffy, well-kept and festive. I think the concept of small clusters of stalls and throngs of people is quite universal, although they vary in form, purpose and even cultural value.”

25 on 25

Dearest, In this world you will be derided for caring too much. Care anyway. It is a lonely world and there are many paths you have to take alone. Do not be afraid of the truth. The fights will not get easier, but you will be more ready for them. Bitterness is the aroma in every cup of healing. You have parted ways with being nice but found more: how to be kind. Remember to love your hands whether they are wide open or tightly fisted You will not always be able to find the words. Keep looking. Make peace with the night time. The moon is a whole other thing waiting for you. When the world expands, you will find it difficult to breathe. Slow down for a while. Teach your ears to listen for that which is unsaid. Grief is a kind of embrace. Remember to come apart. Hold it with your palms flat on your sternum, with your fingers on the collarbone. Try to find the lit windows at dusk, they will remind …