Matryoshka dolls/ Nuclear Fruit/ Light /Someone Asserting/ Another Me

original poem〈套娃〉

english translation by Jeats

Matryoshka dolls

Fabricated of stones

So gigantic for miles of extension

Those Russian Matryoshka dolls

Nobody knew

Which epoch did they appear to be there

The Seniority admonishing us of

This ancient legend

The great ancestor Divinity

Captured the dreadful Satan

Sealing Him in the infinite abyss inside dolls

None daring to get close

Satan is so powerful that 

Matryoshka dolls get cracked in a few years 

We have to make 

Huger Matryoshka dolls to cover the old dolls

Since Satan is everywhere in the world

More and huger Matryoshka dolls 

The Seniority assure us of no worries

Someday the Divinity might get back

To fly us away from the planet

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original poem〈核果〉

english translation by Jeats

Nuclear Fruit (The Day After)

Rookie team players

Onto the game to spend junk time

Run back and forth quickly

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original poem〈光〉

english translation by Jeats

Light

Light is not waves

Light is not particles

Light is not duality of waves and particles

Light is not alive for waves

Light is not alive particles

It is not just light

It shouldn’t be mispronounced as light  

It is just it is

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original poem〈自以為是〉

english translation by Jeats

Someone Asserting

Someone asserting he is a bird

Another one asserting he is a flying saucer

Someone asserting he is a monkey

Another one asserting he is a banana

Someone asserting he is a shower head

Another one asserting he is a toilet

Someone asserting he is a doctor

Another one asserting he is disease

Someone asserting he is avalanche

Another one asserting he is nuclear fusion

Someone asserting he is Shakespeare

Another one asserting he is Angel

Someone asserting he is Truth

Another one asserting he is Bullshit

Someone asserting he is a flower

Another one asserting he is a dream

Someone asserting he is Himself

Another one asserting he is Me

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original poem〈另一個我〉

english translation by Jeats

Another Me

He goes through the wall from one room

To another room

While Me gets caught in the wall

He is an apple

The wall is a piece of paper

The paper is this very world

Life is the slices of apple on paper