POETRY OF SONG 唱所欲言 2012

Date: 8 November 2012

Time: 7pm

Venue: Switch

日期: 11月8日, 星期四

时间: 晚上7点

地点: Switch

Free admission

免费入场

Timbre Music Academy and the Singapore Writers Festival bring you the concert finale of Poetry of Song 2012! Vote for your favourite English and Chinese songs, with this year's theme 'Roots', on the official SWF website from 15 October and come join us at Switch on 8 November to find out which poem-song come out tops. Hear singer-songwriters from the Timbre Music Academy and the Singapore music scene such as Mang Irama Dusqie (Goodfellas), Sara Wee (53A), Surath Godfrey (Raw Earth), Phaze, The Switch Gang and recording artiste Tay Kewei create melodies and bring these songs to life.

以全新主题“源”入围的3首英文诗及3首华文诗将被谱写成歌曲并由来自 Timbre Music Academy 及其他本地乐坛的创作歌手现场演唱。来与鄭可為, 疯十代, The Switch Gang, Mang Irama Dusqie (Goodfellas), Sara Wee (53A) 和 Surath Godfrey (Raw Earth) 一同感受及体验文字中的旋律及音乐中的文采。请在10月15日至11月8日之间浏览新加坡作家节的官方网站支持您最喜爱的诗人,投票给您最心仪的曲目。获得最多票选的歌曲/诗歌将有机会赢取丰富的奖金!

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10% discount off non-promotional F&B items at Switch upon presenting your SWF2012 Festival Pass! Only from 2-11 November!

拥有2012作家节通行证(Festival Pass)的公众将能在非促销食品和饮料上享有10% 折扣! 促销日期至限于作家节期间(11月2日至11日) 。

SINGER-SONGWRITER: SURATH GODFREY
(RAW EARTH & TIMBRE ACADEMY ALL-STARS)
POET: NORHISHAM BIN ABDUL LATIFF

MURALS

Murals of my heart, broken and bare,
The colours of our love no longer there,
My face carved into a distant stare,
Gone were the times when we used to care.

You clothed me in the veils of your eyes,
Stripped away my sadness and my sighs,
Strengthened me just to make me weak,
You went away and everything came to bleak.

Rise from my ashes in the break of dawn,
Forgotten, forgiven, forsaken, forgone,
No longer David for I am now Goliath,
Demons of your love now laid to rest, never for another birth.

You plead, you bleed, you rave and you rant,
And decided to come round my way again,
Over that hot coffee at the takeaway stand,
Can't you see I'm holding another girl's hand?

You may have changed for all you say,
The fact remains you led yourself astray,
My heart is not yours it's hers for keeps,
You had it once but you made it your loose change for tips.

Our history was meant to be just that,
Memories inked in the heart that had once profusely bled,
From you I knew how love was badly misconstrued,
From now I know she has everything that love should.

DISTANT THOUGHTS

Distant melodies play in my mind,
with fading memories,
of what it used to be.
Happy laughter and present surprises,
silent reminders,
of yesterday's dreams

Choosing to dwell and be locked,
with despair and failed courage,
of a comfort that is sought.
Longing for a future that is not,
with quiet moments
of my useless thoughts

SINGER-SONGWRITER: MANG IRAMA DUSQIE
(GOODFELLAS & ZERO SEQUENCE)
POET: KAU YONG MENG

Let us learn to live
yesterday's lies are put to grief.

But still we fall, our weakness is too strong
Loving the forgotten hurt with pain,
and joy, if only for a moment.
This is what I choose.
This is what I live with.

Let us learn to live
yesterday's lies are put to grief,
Tomorrow can be a hope,
today is all there is to be.

SINGER-SONGWRITER: SARA WEE (53A) POET: ANG JING WEI
HANDFUL OF EARTH (inspired by "Vespers"--Louise Gluck) before you left you gave me a vessel and a handful of earth sweet and dark with afternoon rains (that we've traced together) in which to hide these naked seeds nameless as a lick of stars straying in the sky.	I buried them deep, along with my hunger and waited for a sign. nothing happened for a few days so I prayed for a bit more sunshine and softer rains. I'm always dusting empty rooms and breathing into overflowing notebooks. then one day, in the space between words, I felt a tug in the threads of my heart, like roots reaching into the depths of still places.	my longing grows hidden in the earth, finding warmth and darkness but it's never enough. when my pencil falls silent I put my ear to the sun-drenched soil listening to the swelling roots. how easily sunlight fills the room you've emptied dissolving echoes in her raw membrane yet how heavily the night falls on me. nestled in his wing, I close my eyes to feel the first shoots tear through dust, trembling in the shock of birth.

Poetry of Song: Chinese poems

《唱所欲言》中文诗歌