In a high-rise nation celebrated for efficiency and hygiene, Goh dares to champion the messy, the fragrant, the perishable. He reminds us that a civilization is not judged by its tallest building, but by how it remembers the taste of its fruit.
In the canon of Singaporean literature, few names resonate with as much pioneering spirit as Goh Poh Seng (1936–2010). A Renaissance man—playwright, novelist, physician, and poet—Goh was a co-founder of the prestigious Singapore Writers’ Festival and a key figure in the nation’s cultural awakening. While his novel If We Dream Too Long is often cited as a landmark, his poetry offers an intimate, sensory archive of a rapidly modernizing Singapore. fruits poem by goh poh seng
In the 1960s and 70s, Singapore’s countryside was dotted with fruit orchards—in Kampong Lorong Buangkok, along the hills of Thomson, and in the rural stretches of Changi. By the 1980s, most were gone. The poem’s repeated question, "You ask for my home?" is rhetorical. The answer is not an address but a ghost. In a high-rise nation celebrated for efficiency and
This article delves deep into the themes, imagery, and cultural significance of the . 1. The Poem in Context: Why Fruits? Before examining the verses, one must understand the backdrop. Goh Poh Seng wrote during Singapore’s tumultuous post-independence years (mid-1960s to 1980s). As the nation bulldozed jungles for housing estates and traded kampungs for condominiums, Goh feared a collective amnesia. His response was not to write manifestos, but to immortalize the vanishing textures of everyday life. By the 1980s, most were gone
So the next time you slice open a durian or peel a rambutan, pause. Let the juice run. Look at your stained fingers. You are not just eating. You are reading a poem. You are holding hands with Goh Poh Seng across the decades.