Tide, a visual poem

today it was low tide again. Not feeling like swimming. I was only at the beach playing with the waves and sand. Then suddenly I started humming, and this poem was formed . Not wanting to write it down, I took my iPhone and filmed this sequence. With voice over, I recorded this poem sung in Cantonese, my mother tongue. The English version is a translated version, done after I had composed the Chinese one.

Bernadette

Mui Wo

Hong Kong