Evelyn Lau, Tumour; “Dear Doctor”
[Text ID: drenched in the syrupy light of summer.]
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Evelyn Lau, Tumour; “Dear Doctor”
[Text ID: drenched in the syrupy light of summer.]
I was extremely excited when I found out that Vanity Fair career retrospective of Sandra Oh.
Not just that. When I clicked play? There were actual captions. Not just AI captions (which some of the other retrospectives have). I don't think the impact would have been as big if it was just those automated captions popping up on screen.
(Let me know if you have the story behind those captions! Was there someone in Vanity Fair that specifically went out of their way to transcribe the video? Or was it a viewer who contributed?)
PS: Find the video here!
PPS: You may have found me via my quote of Angela Watercutter gushing about Sandra's performance during Season 1 of 'Killing Eve'.
Endings are everywhere, these winter days—
Evelyn Lau, Tumour; “Manzanita, Oregon”
Evelyn Lau, Tumour; “The Condo Down the Street”
[Text ID: I am sick with desire]
Evelyn Lau, Tumour; “Dear Doctor”
[Text ID: Only the ocean lay between us.]
I no longer wake up every morning expecting to be perfect, then destroying myself if I am not. Though I never would have believed it as a teenager, you do move beyond things, outgrow the person you were. Sometimes, just by staying alive, you find you have become someone who can live in the world after all.
Evelyn Lau
A depresszió egy tégla a fejeden, ami nyom lefelé, és a gondolataidat apró ólomrögökké zsugorítja.
Evelyn Lau
Living Under Plastic by Evelyn Lau
... from Oolichan Books ...
Living Under Plastic represents a major departure from the author’s previous poetry books. Instead of the obsessive focus on relationships and emotional damage that has characterized much of her earlier work, this book opens up to explore new subjects: family history, illness, death and dying, consumerism, and the natural world. In a tone that is often elegiac, without ever being maudlin, these poems are steeped in immortality and loss. Haunted by the pull of the past, there is strength of character and a sense of affirmation in all of these poems. While grounded in travel and in place, the tone is surprisingly meditative and contemplative.
Published in 2010.