“…miriam’s red silk scarf… a birthday party celebrating my friend w.h. turning sixty!, home cinematheque with my son, Loke… made me see the rhizomatic assemblage of past and present worlds in a new light.”
- zhen, acupuncture.
the one who thinks of the past becomes kinder.
“Maybe the true purpose of my life is for my body, my sensations and my thoughts to become writing.”
…However, when we
landed at Sheremetyevo airport,
greeted by Red Army
soldiers with oddly childlike faces,
I was gripped by a sudden emotion,
as if the weight of 20th
century History had converged
and unfurled in the space of a second
all images of Russia
accumulated since childhood.
The USSR was the
Beyond, immense, unrepresentable,
containing both Siberia
and the beaches…
