Thursday, April 30, 2015

28/30 When I Dream I Dream of You

Managed work and finished the poem. Success!

Prompt: Watch a short documentary. Write. Push yourself to write something longer. Go!

When I Dream I Dream of You
Today I woke in a mumble of mopeds
and in a rattle of rickshaws. Then I dreamed,
nestled in your bowels, that I travelled your maze
and climbed your miniature houses.
I chased butterflies through your dark
I stretched out and caressed every inch of you
I pulled all smoke to the bottom of my lungs.
I searched your streets for names
I could not find them
but I found their breath
I found their fire that singes
I found their cold that numbs.
And I found your children like puppies
playing in your gutters.
The grown-ups sit on stools,
cleaning the evening vegetables
while the sun goes down
and when time begets language.
you are conceived and reborn.
You become every brick of us
every twist of us, every width of us.
You are transformed into a whisper
a rumbling generator a whistling pipe.
You are the blue lamp that swings
your stories float and lullabies rest
in the arms of a chair.
You are the pulse in our bodies,
you snake over and under dangling wires
hugging our hearts.

Here's the documentary I watched:

Here's some information on the city:
Kowloon Walled City was a densely populated, largely ungoverned settlement in New Kowloon, Hong Kong. In 1987, the Walled City contained over 33,000 residents within its 6.4-acre borders. From the 1950s to the 1970s, it was controlled by Triads and had high rates of prostitution, gambling, and drug use. Demolition began in March 1993 and was completed in April 1994. (taken from Wikipedia)


Anonymous said...

Excellent poem! Made me want to watch the documentary, too.

Taidgh Lynch said...

Thanks Sean! Yes, it's quite fascinating and a lot of writing material too. There is one interview with a guy who lived there. He says he returns to The Kowloon Walled City in his dreams. I like that. Even though the city has been torn down it hasn't let him go.

Thanks for dropping by!

Toirdealbhach Ó Lionáird said...
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Toirdealbhach Ó Lionáird said...

Opium houses, brothels and dentists!I came calling for a writing prompt and ended up watching the documentary! Intriguing! I enjoyed the poem that but more AFTER watching the film. Funny that! You really humanised the experience. Great combination of media Taidgh!