Inquiry/ Vortex

original poem 〈問〉
english translation by Jeats


The girl who loved scrawling took away
Crayons from the hands
And along the center of the road she started
Drawing double yellow lines
Since then I all the time chased
Two naughty twisted braids

COSMOS (Photons Forward in Spiral)

original poem〈宇宙〉(螺旋前進的光子) 
english translation by Jeats

COSMOS (Photons Forward in Spiral)

Full of lush branches and twigs
Spring and spring were
Woven into space
Outside was a secret place none has been back 
The Geodesics of fate
Hundreds and millions of turning around
The encounter of you and me
Each had a firm vow
Intersection was the simplest and
The straightest shortcut

From just a frowning and a smelling
Thin line of the mouth was affected
The unseen current of time was bursting out
Connecting island with island
At the groups of ships unloaded
We temporarily inhabited at the infinite
Sequence of numbers moving all the way
Dared not to sleep
In case that sea thieves would steal away
Our hope when we were awake
A boiler without any stain or
The empty space of the sailing dairy were
More depressing than the death of a passenger

When closing eyes
Would there be a dutiful sailor
Keeping on supervising this fancy sea city continuingly?
Was that because of you being absentminded
Insects and birds were so energetic?
Would night-blooming cereus still fade away
If I still gazed at it on and on?

You and I took turns staying up the night
To pray for St. Elmo's Fire
Wild darkness of the church
Made the collage Rosy windows inferior and humble
Leftover music of six string lyre
Multi-dimensional transplanted
Waves of metaphors
Lingered between the ancient pillars
An ark full of precise fixture instruments
Erased its ultimate coordinate

Gleaming and flashing fingerlings
Flied over in group from the side of boats 
To pass over the polar night and
Double slits under lovers’ eyelids
Like a burst of meteor shower 
With simplified details by desire
We just let ourselves in crisscrossed jolt and shake 
In puzzles of miracles having nothing to do with the standard
In the journey pre-compressed
The pendulum forgot to swing

Whether the only answer to the function was
If it could 
Concentrate at some point
To make the stupidity and anger outside the focus gradually
Disperse their molecules
If like that I could steer away
The anxiety of the vast sea territory
To make you under the eyelid
The last and only anchor

Twilight/ Your Smile/ The Curse of Truth

original poem 〈黃昏〉
englsih translation by Jeats


Another dusk is coming
The sea watchers
Seem like the very 
Stones on the road of fate
Which stop the light-armed nights, or just like
the pectinate tooth plants beside the long beach, slowly
Combing the smooth hair of time

It is so charming and alluring
Sea is a rounded
Young wife, softly stirring up
Every slip of pure white laces. A small boat is
Sliding out from the breast cleavage 
Then came out a crystal necklace
Waves sluggishly sway like a petticoat

Fisher boat’s light fumigates the dusky cloud
Alas! Star lights are
Finally, like tears
Glittering in the darkness; galloping are
Those ferry boats round and round
Like singers clearing their throats

Vaguely there was such 
A twilight
Tides seldom repeated
Wind and rain were tired from duties.
Wild geese also returned to
Home on the depth of green vein…

Just like at this moment, I am holding your hand
Holding your hand and walking through silently in the twilight