QLRS: Six of the Best.

Six Plays by Tan Tarn How.

My review of Tan Tarn How’s Six Plays – the text which I was busy devouring in June while recuperating from my short stint in the Weapon X Project – is now up on the Quarterly Literary Review Singapore (QLRS).

Six of the Best
Compilation revives veteran playwright’s greatest hits

This collection brings together six of Tan Tarn How’s best works thus far, written and produced over a period of 11 years (1992 – 2003). Prior to this, The Lady of Soul and Her Ultimate ‘S’ Machine (“Soul“) was published individually in 1993, and Undercover and Home were published in play collections that featured various local playwrights. The publication of these plays in one volume are, hence, important in providing readers and scholars of Singapore literature with a holistic overview of Tan’s concerns as well as showcasing the diversity of topics he writes on, while demonstrating Tan’s dexterity as a playwright when tackling a range of subjects.

Thematically, most of Tan’s concerns, as with the majority of P65 Singaporean writers, are with the socio-political environment and machinations of the Singapore state – an ostensibly natural reflection of and response towards the environment that P65 Singaporean writers have been bred in.

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Lucky Strikes.

Marlon Brando lighting up.

So I mentioned that day that one of my poems has been published in the latest issue of Ceriph.

Here it is:

          Lucky Strikes
          By Laremy Lee 

          For all the boys from 10A04.

          Fumbles one out from the box, strikes
          it at a dulled edge: conversation
          does not ensue. He tries again – twice,
          thrice, before its head snaps off, departing
          into the distance of a long, lonely night.
          Leaves him standing there, limp
          cigarette dangling loosely from his lips,
          moisture slowly soaking filter tip.

          Lighting up shouldn’t be a dismal match
          grovelling wildly at the feet of blunted flints,
          looking to catch the song of a spark
          in a vain draw on an inflamed hope –
          that determination will grow into fire.

Go get your copy of Ceriph if you haven’t already done so.