New knife and lustering moon

This deserves the full poem.

I’ve tried the new moon tilted in the air

Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster

As you might try a jewel in your hair.

I’ve tried it fine with little breadth of luster,

Alone, or in one ornament combining

With one first water-star almost as shining.

I put it shining anywhere I please.

By walking slowly on some evening later

I’ve pulled it from a crate of crooked trees,

And brought it over glossy water, greater,

And dropped it in, and seen the image wallow,

The color run, all sorts of wonder follow. Robert Frost, The Freedom of the Moon

There was no full moon, just the humid garlicky night in Yau Ma Tei. With a 拨 菜 ［bo cai] with garlic and chilli, a 辣椒斗富 [spicy dou fu] and a Yanjing beer. The clouds and smog and smeared neon covered the tilted moon. No stars either.

Today I also observed the Hong Kong fetish for buying and purchased a No 2 cleaver from the Chan Chi Kee Cutlery Co, 316-318 Shanghai Street, Kowloon, Hong Kong, carbon steel, nicely weighted. As the ad says:

COOK KNIFE

MADE OF HIGH GRADE STEEL

WITH FINE QUALITY AND LONG

LASTING SHARP CUTTING EDGE

MADE IN HONG KONG

For $150 HK [about $21 Australia].

Tomorrow I'll begin work on the readings for New Media Cultures: Privacy/Privacy: The Despair of Cinema and Collectivity in China and Film, Convergence and New Media.

But first John Woo and Chow Yun Fat, Hong Kong idols, nearly as big as Bruce Lee. In The Replacement Killers.