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Nebulous Vertigo
Formally daring poems that ask a compelling question: if fate can never be changed, how can we embrace its weaving?
The realm that belongs to Nebulous Vertigo is both visceral and vibrant, and it is mysteriously familiar. If you come close to it, you will hear how rains eat, how a silken tofu revolts, how the Chinese word for “beans” turns into a speaking persona, and how a telephone bridges the surviving and the afterlife. In Nebulous Vertigo, everyday life is inevitably lost to the inevitable fate. And yet, with unexpected quivers, our fate and life keep surprising us.
Traveling through the cha chaan teng in Hong Kong, you can hear how Mrs. Suen, Mr. Yuen, and Waiter Kuen carry out intriguing conversations; astounded by the night sky in Paris, you will see how constellations narrate the lovers’ quirky destiny; and all the way through the Sayama Hills in Tokorozawa, you will be surprised by the turnings and upturnings of the myths told by a Japanese Uncle. Nebulous Vertigo, as its title beckons, “sighs an unreal cloud / for the fated sun to rise.” If fate can never be changed, how can we embrace its weaving? Every attempt, as the poems suggest, can be calmingly adventurous, unobvious yet magnanimous.
The realm that belongs to Nebulous Vertigo is both visceral and vibrant, and it is mysteriously familiar. If you come close to it, you will hear how rains eat, how a silken tofu revolts, how the Chinese word for “beans” turns into a speaking persona, and how a telephone bridges the surviving and the afterlife. In Nebulous Vertigo, everyday life is inevitably lost to the inevitable fate. And yet, with unexpected quivers, our fate and life keep surprising us.
Traveling through the cha chaan teng in Hong Kong, you can hear how Mrs. Suen, Mr. Yuen, and Waiter Kuen carry out intriguing conversations; astounded by the night sky in Paris, you will see how constellations narrate the lovers’ quirky destiny; and all the way through the Sayama Hills in Tokorozawa, you will be surprised by the turnings and upturnings of the myths told by a Japanese Uncle. Nebulous Vertigo, as its title beckons, “sighs an unreal cloud / for the fated sun to rise.” If fate can never be changed, how can we embrace its weaving? Every attempt, as the poems suggest, can be calmingly adventurous, unobvious yet magnanimous.

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Table of Contents
Contents
This Little Fish
Nebulous Vertigo
Miso Soup
Grass Flower Head
This Heart Eats
This Year the Sky
Dining Alone
Bowl
Contemplating the Cod
Sorry, Sorry
63 Temple Street, Mong Kok
Tender Disturbance
Speede Ode
To Begin Again
Every Morning
A Tangerine
Tasting Karma
Tofu and the Monk
This July Totoro
Tofu Flower with Red Beans
Miss Wong Says
A Hinterland, Typhoon No. 8
Arashiyma, !994
Dumplings
To Return
Jesus Green, Cambridge
Let Your Hair Be Gone
Temple Bell
Bagpipes, St. Patrick’s Day
Cucumber and the Catbus Club
A Parapble
Out of a Broken Egg
One Intimate Morning
Notes
Acknowledgements
This Little Fish
Nebulous Vertigo
Miso Soup
Grass Flower Head
This Heart Eats
This Year the Sky
Dining Alone
Bowl
Contemplating the Cod
Sorry, Sorry
63 Temple Street, Mong Kok
Tender Disturbance
Speede Ode
To Begin Again
Every Morning
A Tangerine
Tasting Karma
Tofu and the Monk
This July Totoro
Tofu Flower with Red Beans
Miss Wong Says
A Hinterland, Typhoon No. 8
Arashiyma, !994
Dumplings
To Return
Jesus Green, Cambridge
Let Your Hair Be Gone
Temple Bell
Bagpipes, St. Patrick’s Day
Cucumber and the Catbus Club
A Parapble
Out of a Broken Egg
One Intimate Morning
Notes
Acknowledgements
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