We still pay uncertain tribute to the question that
has already ended
Invitation, my hands have been traced of the
warmth of your cheek
To long-standing desperation, I am still mailing
a delicate gift.
The caged incense, wind running through living
flames
…I used to believe in love, but the future is all despair
Bao Guang
The poem is part of the artwork by Shi Yong, A Bunch of Happy Fantasies (2009) currently on show and in the collection of White Rabbit, Sydney (Australia).
To learn more: http://www.whiterabbitcollection.org/artists/shi-yong-%E6%96%BD%E5%8B%87/