Wednesday, 14 April 2010

Hong Kong: I am back


The city of Asia

And touching down I was reading this by Thom Gunn


IN PRAISE OF CITIES

Only at dawn

You might escape, she sleeps then for an hour:

Watch where she hardly breaths, spread out and cool,

Her pavements desolate with the dry dim air.


Thom Gunn (1929 – 2004) Anglo-American poet