The Powerbook (2013)
“The noise of the river is nearby, but the water itself is unseen. It is as though the water is everywhere and nowhere, perhaps under the streets, perhaps inside the houses, with their watery windows where the old glass reflects the light.
This part of the city has always been a place for refugees. Exile or sanctuary, they come here and have done since the Huguenots with their bales of cloth, since the Bengalis with their sweatshops, and since the quiet people from Hong Kong with their money.
Be...side all of this has always been the life of the traders—English, Spanish, Dutch, selling gassed oranges and arsenals of lemons the size of hand grenades.
The yellow faces of the Chinamen were once downriver where the opium boats came in. Now the yen trades with the euro and alongside the oldest profession, which has always thrived here and still does—the short skirts by the hot-dog stand in front of the church.
In an old part of the city like this, time collapses the picture.
Here I am, tightrope walking the twenty-first century, slim as a year, and the old tall houses are two hundred years old and set on streets that wind back four hundred years, set on cart tracks that served medieval monks.MoreLess
This part of the city has always been a place for refugees. Exile or sanctuary, they come here and have done since the Huguenots with their bales of cloth, since the Bengalis with their sweatshops, and since the quiet people from Hong Kong with their money.
Be...side all of this has always been the life of the traders—English, Spanish, Dutch, selling gassed oranges and arsenals of lemons the size of hand grenades.
The yellow faces of the Chinamen were once downriver where the opium boats came in. Now the yen trades with the euro and alongside the oldest profession, which has always thrived here and still does—the short skirts by the hot-dog stand in front of the church.
In an old part of the city like this, time collapses the picture.
Here I am, tightrope walking the twenty-first century, slim as a year, and the old tall houses are two hundred years old and set on streets that wind back four hundred years, set on cart tracks that served medieval monks.MoreLess
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