The History of Queenstown Estate
I walk through Queenstown as the afternoon light slips sideways,
I walk through Queenstown as the afternoon light slips sideways,
The Woodlands Regional Library does not announce itself loudly. It
There’s a rhythm to cycling through Bishan-Ang Mo Kio Park,
The city breathes out, and the water catches its breath.
Dawn drapes Bishan in a golden hush, a quiet possibility
The buildings of Hougang are not silent. They are storytellers,
Before the city’s pulse, before the first rivet met steel,