Felix Cheong

1. BIOGRAPHY

2. CRITICAL INTRODUCTION

3. SELECTED PUBLICATIONS

4. SELECTED POEMS

• What is It to Write

• Meditations

• The Word

5. SELECTED VIDEOS

6. TRACK CHANGES: “AULD LANG SYNE REDUX”

SELECTED POEMS

Meditations

Father, my words kneel before you,
having nowhere to go.

When I pry the palms of my poems,
I do not recognise them.

They do not leave marks
cutting roads for direction.

They have neither the grace
nor light of your psalms.

I must have gotten it all wrong—
though I cannot remember when the writer

became more urgent than the writing,
the tool more needed than the task.

Father, I am bereft
and coming undone.

I need to unlearn,
I need to be dumb.

For I have nothing left
on my tongue.

by Felix Cheong
from Broken by the Rain (2003)

SELECTED POEMS: "The Word" >