Author: Kim Cheng, Boey

Cited by

• Koh Buck Song / Bhatia, Umej (1)
  • IN: From Boys to Men (2002) Anthology, Singaporean
    EPIGRAPH: In the army / they taught my hands / to take weapons apart, keep them / cleaned and oiled, put them together again / to plant bullets in the enemy's dreams. / Then they trained my hands / to arm and disarm bombs / till they became masters of stillness / in first making them tick, then moving / to defuse, to make safe. / Now the bolts of my speech / are jammed; my hands tremble / to approach the silence. If I trip, / the house of words will tumble down.
    FROM: Arming Rituals, (2006), Poem, Australia / Singapore