. I have run out of umbrellas to lend to my students, braving all weathers, all scorn, for a future they no longer have any option but to believe in. Now it is my heart I would shelter them with. I do so happily, without reservation. They were the first, and will be the last,…
Category: Hans Ladegaard
“Haunted by Ghosts: Recollection of a Recent Field Trip to Indonesia” by Hans Ladegaard
Eyes that I last saw in tears Through division Here in death’s dream kingdom The golden vision reappears I see the eyes but not the tears This is my affliction —T.S. Eliot I could see it in her eyes when we first met that she was unhappy. I didn’t know how bad it was, but…
Department of English, Hong Kong Baptist University 