You were curled up against your pillow, Eyes closed, when the window began to rattle. A wheeltapper was inspecting the axles with a hammer. Your bed and the window gradually moved forward along the tracks, Rattling away, Your bed flying along. As you lay there, The sound lulled you to sleep.
The railway extended as far as the eye can see, Just like in a dream.
If you stood on the sleepers, You could gaze into the distance And be confident the destination was dead ahead. I imagined it as humid, With restless night breezes. The train wheels sputtering out cool air. I thought I could just make out the horizon. But I imagined it. Was it misty and always raining over there?
According to The Dream Dictionary, a pigeon signifies an unexpected journey, Or the arrival of a friend from afar.
The caw-caw of a pigeon signifies a longing for someone; But in my dream, the pigeons were silent.
Self-portrait I had a dream in the early hours; I saw three pigeons standing on the windowsill. Two were grey, the last was crimson. They were all very quiet… I caught two of them and feared the last would fly away; But it stayed where it was. I hesitated…at that moment, I woke up.
Suzhou Creek and Zhongshan North Road.
Building houses in the Northeast.
Originally, this was supposed to be a sketch Of a sofa. I had discarded it. But last year, I brought it back to life When I added the fish and birds.
