My chants versus my void...

I am good...
...as coming forth into the light of things!

The moments...
I did not sleep, and was standing on the edge of darkness with silence; by the window I saw sunrise, which touched my soul,...with my chants that filled my void.

I hope that...they will be, always.

A change for every ten years!...

I am well-run, or far behind?!












I remember.
Primary starting to its end,..at the end of those years; long time ago things had changed I ever thought about. All of a sudden they came and overwhelmed me, hardly to death.

Secondary going to its fast,..at the end of those years; nothing left but something ever happened I could remember; a piece of news, death haunting at nights; onwards, dance which was, however, always on my mind, accompanying me with its beauty followed by being vigorous and bouncing in the next ten years, so I decided "go, go, go"...for my treasury, for my tertiary...

Tertiary leaping to its high,..it hurts as falling down;
I am adjusting...
life is shorter as is my writing, though!
Today was that date, his birth; the death, I cannot remember.

Go, go, go...!!

電話錄音

好嗎？

有段時間沒有您的影。
很惦記妳愛笑的臉容，
妳在電話中的張曼玉聲線，
會給我沉悶的生活內裏暇想。
我…
剛自台北度過聖誕，
二十九日的早上發現妳的影，
在電話的另一端裏，
不自覺笑起來。

妳有聽過自己的電話錄音嗎？


...................................................john ho
日期：27.12.98