TZE MIN TSAI

TZE MIN TSAI

THE FLOWER FIELD LEAD THE COUNTRY PATH

Hand can’t completely obscure the sun glare

A row of trees but not tall

Provide a small shady to stop

No further reason can be found

Stroll leisurely in which

Although the flower fields wantonly swagger

Make it clear, midsummer has come

The path was hidden in the near front flatly

Rotate half of the body

The voyeuristic grievances end in constant meandering

Holding the not-firm- enough pace

Give enough uncertain pace looks weak

The south wind blows from behind

The departure of spring meaning full

Hurriedly

Dandelion has not been greeted

Shadows whirling

Teasing that layer of light clouds

Could it let be, each day

One hundred merciless figures

All did not look back

Waiting for

South wind is no longer into the flower field

One day, if I am willing to go back

Be the first lover return home

Little path

You can’t laugh at me

 

THE BRIDE'S LAST NIGHT

Night

Such as another dark injury

With that bitter can’t be spit it out

So afraid

The home of my husband is a place the stars do not shine

I do not know

The future husband

Can light up the sky just for love or not

The future mother-in-law

Can light up the sky just for

As I am their own daughter

In the past

The wind blows the sky

Always touching the lingering nocturne

Through the window

How only tonight

Without a little bit of sound

Without a little bit of sound

Everywhere is the light of the moon

Broken and quiet

Drowsiness overcome deeply conscious

Do not remember the sun's face

Calm Galaxy

Never know where to stream

Close my eyes and recite a poem

 

THE CROWS NO LONGER SPREAD THEIR WINGS

That Crows in the Wulai Mountain

No longer spread wings

Not because they are not black enough

Nor the wings under the sun shine are not strong enough

No longer can easily show off again that naturally wild

In the past

Flip the seeds, attached to the planting season

Fall on the back of cattle

Chase the insects that have been plucked by the plow

But now

Eat too full of those unnatural artificial food

Eventually, the walnut trees no longer bear the walnut

This unsustainable bleak autumn

How to reserve for the cold winter

Too much artificial food given the forgotten walnut

Buried in the back mountain last year

The opportunity to germinate and

Growing into a new walnut trees

When give up the country activities

Flew to the city foraging

The discarded fruit in the park

The residue in the rubbish

All into the mouth to become delicious food

Feathers rich

Never far from the nest

They are so contented

No longer fully spread the wings

No longer fly high

TZE MIN TSAI  

(蔡澤民博士

Dr. Tze Min Tsai (蔡澤民博士)was born in 1957 in Taiwan and is an associate professor at the Asian University of Taiwan. He owns two master degrees of applied mathematics and chemical engineering, and a Ph.D. of chemical engineering. Literary works include poems, novels and prose, published in the country's major poetry and literary magazines, and has been translated into several languages, and published in different countries. Important Literature Award: 2014, 23rd Changhua County Soxi Writers' Literature Award (Changhua County Cultural Bureau, Republic of China) 2015, the 38th China Times Literary Award (China Times, the Republic of China) 2015, Tong Hua Literature Prize (Hakka Affairs Committee, Republic of China) 2016 "Yunlin Culture and Arts" Literature Award (Yunlin County Cultural Bureau, the Republic of China)