Roses Made from Water

We still pay uncertain tribute to the question that

has already ended

Invitation, my hands have been traced of the

warmth of your cheek

To long-standing desperation, I am still mailing
a delicate gift.

The caged incense, wind running through living


…I used to believe in love, but the future is all despair

Bao Guang


The poem is part of the artwork by Shi Yong, A Bunch of Happy Fantasies (2009) currently on show and in the collection of White Rabbit, Sydney (Australia).


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