Contents 6 Contributors 7 Nanjing Nomads 8 Editorial 9 Poem; Drowning 10 Water; Meeting Point of Chinese Philosophy and Martial Arts 14 Water, Water, Everywhere, Nor any Drop to Drink 16 Following in Other’s Footprints? Time to Reduce!
18 For Art’s Sake
Mythical Beasts that Simply Scream Nanjing
20 Sense & Sustainability
Does “Zero Waste” in Reality Really Mean “Zero Waste”?
22 The Visiting Professor 25 Great Nanjingers (5)
The “Roaring Success” of Li Tianye, Pioneer of Today’s Internet
27 Strainer
That Cheap Pastrami Effect, a.k.a. My Beef with Biluochun
28 Our Space 32 The Gavel
China’s Rivers Offered Increased Legal Protection
33 Metro Map
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…And in my waking dreams dark waters consume me Swallowing me whole, sucking me down and down Into the blackness I once had sailed aboveChoppy at times. In the depths, the flotsam of past life looms, Snippets of memories, momentary glimpses Of how things once were, shark bites, Metaphorical razored teeth that cannot draw blood but can still slit souls.
By M ait iu Bralligan ‘2 0
Like the time I watched raindrops race Paths down a window pane Two becoming one and racing faster, Till for me time turned One becoming two and racing up, apart, A broken heart sketched in rain That gathered in a roadside race and Eddied in streams down storm drains. Like the time the road flooded And the manhole cover blew a spout of water six foot high As the cars all gathered in a heap and the child watched with awe Nature’s raw power(Across the world a tidal wave swept houses into nothingness and snuffed out lives with no names). Like the time I watched the millpond Pause with bated breath and saw The world delicately painted in reflection More real than the life above And so I took a stone and angrily Fractured its perfection Into outward rippling circles, Though only momentarily, Through which a fish jumped and swallowed a fly Then vanished above the surface Of the water into the deep blue sky. Like the tears I wept the day she died.
By Frank Hossack
The “Roaring Success” of Li Tianye, Pioneer of Today’s Internet Image courtesy NCTU Museum