This poem describes a very visceral experience I had to reconcile how fragile my own stage of privilege was. The poem captures a hypothetical where a lady notices poverty, between the alleyways, the exact moment her own privilege is realized, causing her to scurry away in guilt. Alleyways, for me, represent a darker side to the urban environments - as places where things happen in the shadows. It occupies a particular space within popular urban colloquialism as being dark and seedy.
Category: Papua New Guinea
#71 Prose:”PNG has town planners???”
He walked in ahead of me, shook hands, and wrapped himself into of those large meeting seats that sat around the conference table that took up too much space in the small room. I took in the room. It was small but it was designed to impress, and impress it did. Their time in the … Continue reading #71 Prose:”PNG has town planners???”
#69: Poem – Stories In Planning
History is built on stories. Our stories connect us to place. As planners, we need to understand these stories, if we do not, we risk employing objectively desensitised approaches to placemaking.
#67 Transforming the Face of Port Moresby
The once derelict Downtown of Port Moresby is changing quickly.
#64 Is Port Moresby About To Come Alive?
Port Moresby is transforming very quickly into a multicultural city and I don't simply mean the many Papua New Guineans already there. There are a lot of new people joining our city with new ideas.
#62: Three Great Ways To Catch Polio in Pom Siti
Contrary to the belief of the uninformed Generation Y, Polio is not an airborne pathogen. You can't catch it like the flu.
You're more likely to eat it so basically, this means yu abrus bai yu kaikai na end-of-story in Port Moresby.
#61: P in PNG: The Second Coming
Polio has is back for another siege on our nation of tribes. We fell asleep on watch. We left the cold chain to thaw. Now 12 Papua New Guineans are paying the highest price.
#60: Pasifik Diplomacy: Lost in Australia
Australia’s commitment to the region remains questionable at best. Money and Boomerang Aid only go so far. A conscious effort in appreciating the Pasifik Wei would go a long way in making a case for your concerns; otherwise keep out till you learn some respect.
#59. Right To The City
A controversial poem I wrote as areflective piece challenging my own place in embedding inequalities in PNG cities. Whether we acknowledge it or not, the urban elite merely just "being" are creators of inequality.
#58 Dear Pom Siti Road Vendors
Originally Published on Twitter: Dear Pom Siti Road Vendors, Thank you for the smuk na buai. The kulau. The galip nut. Na peanut. Thank you for the deer antler. The Nius-Pepa na GoGo Cola. The 6 ft mirror. Steering wheel cover, Dark Specs na Air Freshner. Always and forever, Stuck'n Traphic