Cheers An Excerpt From " The Prelude : Book Sixt

In her drunken state, Imagination- here the Powerso called she found happiness. Through sad incompetence of human speech, That awful Power rose from the mind's abyss The young kitchen maid, who Like an unfathered vapour that enwraps, lived from day to day, has At once, some lonely traveller. Iwas lost; no hope for tomorrow. . Halted without an effortto break through; She slept through the But my concious soul I now can say - black nights with equally black visions of the future. "T recognize thy glory :" insuch strentgh Inly in the Cock - crows Of usurpation, when the light of sense | did she find her dreams Goes out, but with a flash that has revealed turned into reality. _ Theinvisible world, doth greatness make abode, | Another day, ; There harbours whether we are young or old. when she wet herself among Our destiny , our being's heartand home, the dirty dishes in the sink. Is with infinitude, and only there; She wiped the plates clear, | _ With hope itis, hope that can never die, only to see herown Effort, and expectation, and desrire, dirty reflection And something evermore aboutto be.

radiated into her heart. William Wordsworth

She sang merrily with

a bottle of whisky in her hand. She stumbled into dark alleys with no visions. Laughing until

One night,

she stepped over the dock, into the black

merciless sea.

By Kheng-Wee Wah

she promises riches and pearls.

Cultured |

Our meas is a whore, The exotic become lazily spoiled,

an evil incubine. her west floats, the east sinks.

cee takes no prisoners, She seduces scholar and fool alike,

she innocently lures yours and mine. foreign leagues surrender withoutafight. )

Her beauty drunkens the world, Chorus ae )

Go west and live our lazy dream, | try the white man's scene.

Join the foolish wisemen and our mother. forget your shaman, be cultured.

The masses give in to her desire, the strong slowly become extinct.

Shawn

UPEI X-P RESS October 17, 1991