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marcuschoo's review
3.0
A collection of local poetry from a Singaporean writer, all about the experience of being a gay male in Singapore. I generally liked this, except some parts were very voluble, and some metaphors didn't quite work. The quality varied quite widely and there were some good poems and a few average ones. A common thread I didn't like in all the poems was the very brazen descriptions of sex/masturbation - I get that it's edgy, but it was overdone (practically present in all the poems).
My favourite part was actually the short story, "Seven", which condensed all the themes of the entire collection and delivered them pretty effectively.
My favourite part was actually the short story, "Seven", which condensed all the themes of the entire collection and delivered them pretty effectively.
judithhuang's review
3.0
Moving in their sincerity, these poems are tiny missives from the past of one of our most beloved writers. Although uneven in quality, they still form a cohesive whole articulating the gay male experience in Singapore, with honesty and delicacy of touch. And who can fail to be moved by the hope and longing in the immortal conclusion of Anthem, "in broad daylight two men holding hands/will mean nothing, but a symptom of daylight"?
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