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Exodus
March 2020
53/05
From the editors
When Does a Door Become a Window
Chun Kit "CK" Wong
What makes a door a door, and a window a window? Can a door become a window, and vice versa? Could it be an architectural element that offers the premise of the dichotomy of in/out, enter/exit, here/there?
The twin cinema poetic form was invented and first written by poet Yeow Kai Chai. Poems in this form are written in two columns. The poems could be read across the two columns, and in isolation. The poetic form results in a pendulum between broken and unbroken fragments, a metaphorical limbo.
In using the twin cinema form, an exploration of the idea of thresholds; the division and bridging is at once apparent both in the poem and the subject. When reading the poem itself, one would encounter that the distinction between a door and a window is as defined as it is subtle, all at the same time.
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