Poem by Jerrold Yam (Singapore/UK)
Published in The Ofi Press issue 41
Poem selected by Ingrid Valencia for the Ofi Press/ YPN collaboration competition
Image: "Endless Road" by The Friendly Fiend.
Beyond twenty, the road narrows.
Weeds more beyond repair,
people more occasional. No vehicles
on this unphotographed territory.
My name is drifting like a car
on ice, urgent but unhurried.
Every so often travellers concede
and build shelters, raw huts
of stone and toasted moss, but
the road does not rest from stretching.
Who drags me here, or are my feet
my own? What clouds to inaugurate
the expedition? Onwards, onwards.
The answer in the distance.