Sunday, March 1, 2020



The Night Roars Above The Ancient Dragon Wall

Night secretly hung the moon high again
Light up so many eyes of mine without any extra troubles
Thin twilight looked so sad, like a cat eye blinking in the dark
I don't know why
There were always some people go home late at night
Looking for the core of the spirit hidden in the darkness
Been allowed in this city after the nightfall fell
The blackness of darkness reigned, and the perfect stillness was interrupted only by occasional mutterings of distant thunder
Did not wait until the light of the city out
Insisted that hot wheels must be accurately parked in the planned position
In the chaotic order, each seeks to hide
Have not forgotten
How do people love unfettered surprises?
Full of doubts, I really want to know
The rush after mercury spilled all over the floor
How many people will
Directly back to the dream embracing families fall to sleep

 An Unexpected Glimpse Of A Passing Beauty

My old yellow dog
Accompanied me into the depths of the forest buried in the mountain bay
As usual
Just relying on that 24 dorsal bones to take on the big responsibility
Carrying my old canvas bag obliquely over my shoulders
A small camera
A sketchbook
A box of different kinds of pencils
Two pieces of steamed bread
Firmly put down my feet
Totally did not expect to
At the end of the creek, the spring suddenly drilled into the ground
The misty fog caused the inexplicable melancholy to continue my original dream

No inns can be found in this mysterious mountain bay
Only to find a steady rock for resting in the shade of the tree
Facing the creek, I sat cross-legged
Grasses and trees were all coming to wave their hands
A screaming scream caused a short silence around
I looked around
It was on the branch without lights or fires
An unexpected glimpse
I didn't read or write, just drew the five-color fluster bird with my paper and strokes
It spread its wings
And disappear like the wind
Let the song that have been brewing in my chest for a long time
Be melancholy sung 

The Future And The Past

That completely unfamiliar now
Pull me
Entering the future of the wilderness
The only thing
Could be based on is the impression of walking on the fuzzy world
The past is gradually
No longer clear
Can't meet a wise man
Can’t stop it
Time does not advance at the same speed
The one that turned back
Suddenly lost a lot of future
The fear of growth is unprecedented
Entering the past has passed
Maybe another bunch of right and wrong again
Maybe it’s a bunch of futures that are going to past
Lying too deep in heart
Or any faint traces will not stay


Dr. TZEMIN ITION TSAI: (蔡澤民博士) was born in Taiwan, in 1957. He holds a Ph.D. in Chemical Engineering and two Masters of Science in Applied Mathematics and Chemical Engineering. He is a scholar with a wide range of expertise, while maintaining a common and positive interest in science, engineering and literatur e. Dr. Tsai is not just an accomplished poet, he is an essayist, novelist, columnist, editor, translator, academic, engineer, mathematician, and so many other things. His literary creation specializes and expertise in the description of nature, the anatomy of emotion and humanity, life writing, graphic writing, cross-domain writing and so on. Dr. Tsai has carried out a number of educational research with the development of teaching materials in his country. He has won many national literary awards. His literary works have been anthologized and published in books, journals, and newspapers in more than 40 countries and translated into more than 20 languages. Tsai is a professor at Asia University(Taiwan), editor of Reading, Writing and Teaching academic text. He also writes the long-term columns for Chinese Language Monthly in Taiwan. There are many famous poets from different countries in the world through his Chinese translations and introductions were able to be recognized by the people of China.

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