may you know yourself in a world of noise & confusion when voices berate & anglicize remember your rootedness with each stomp like toph shake centuries-old rage off you / begin anew
how we survived: 爺爺’s pantoum (ii) huiying b. chan
we wore watermelon husks to hide lost cargo floating east to hong kong water lilies & crickets our last witness
how we survived: 爺爺’s pantoum (i) huiying b. chan
In 1973 my grandfather made a five-mile swim from Shenzhen Bay to Hong Kong, across shark-filled waters guarded by the People’s Liberation Army. He was part of an exodus of hundreds of thousands who fled from Guangdong as refugees of the Cultural Revolution. This is his story.
resilience practice | huiying b. chan
turn up the lived memory in your mind / scrunch your toes in the smooth soft sand / inhale the breeze from ocean of this land