Chuang Chin-kuo（b. 1948） started writing poems at the age of 17. He has served in news media community for years and a special reporter for “New Taiwan Weekly”. He keeps writing stories about outstanding local people to present a positive image of Taiwanese. His published books of poetry include “Homeland and Tomorrow”, “The notes ...
Chuang Chin-kuo（b. 1948） started writing poems at the age of 17. He has served in news media community for years and a special reporter for “New Taiwan Weekly”. He keeps writing stories about outstanding local people to present a positive image of Taiwanese. His published books of poetry include “Homeland and Tomorrow”, “The notes on the Stone” and “The Turning Year”.
Poems by Chuang Chin-kuo
The Person in Dreaming
On his upper body
several pages of newspaper
unfolded as a quilt
while his lower body
bent and knelt like
an Arab in worshipping Allah
with his head buried in hands.
As his wandering expression on the face concealed
he showed indifference to the hurried footsteps
coming to and fro the underpass.
When I went by the underground passage again
the place was empty
but found him on a bench in the waiting room
with his head bowed
some traces of saliva remain on the corners of his mouth.
About Conscience
After a whole day’s sprint
he yawned to sleep.
He was chased by acutus on a sudden in his dream
after ninety-nine paces of seeking refuge
ended with a scream
he fell down into the deep canyon.
He can’t help but sweat as soon as waking up
in touching the spot kissed by the snake.
Yesterday’s accident just crossed his mind
yet it doesn’t go away.
On an unknown road
a galloping car knocked down an old lady
who extended out of her toothless mouth
with a snake’s tongue.
Good Kid
Good Kid
Well-behaved
Be a Good Kid
Be obedient to your parents
Follow your teachers
Listen to what the adults and the elderly say
They are correct
Even if they are wrong
Just be wrong
No one will be blamed
Good Kid
Well-behaved
Be a Good Kid
Look at the upturned faces
Look at the downturned faces
They all look the same
Meek and tame
Submissive
Neither intention nor thought
Neither mobility nor unrest
Good Kid
Well-behaved
Be a Good Kid
Six Turtles’ Legend
Ready or not？
The Mountain with eighteen Arhats sitting cross-legged
faces the sunset in practicing the breathing exercise
blushed, and on the opposite bank
Six-Turtles mountain is narcissistic
swallowing clouds here and spitting mists over there
occasionally stretching a little bit
playing with the pebbles in Lao-nong River
A lot of irregular stones distribute over riverbed
asking to each other about origin
It is said that the upstream has bee severely corrupted
even the bridge towards the orphanage totally ruined
The newly-built rainbow bridge bows day and night
Waiting for flood from the high mountain
For the stones flow down from the mountain
Just like the life of every orphan
The Coral Reef Of Takao
The aerial roots of the old banyan were entwined.
The rock suspended from the slope
It is said to have rolled down from the Fairy Mountain.
Another rock was cracked up into the open space of Takao.
Like a still drum
Guarding the saline lake.
Fishermen would give several taps on it when passing by.
They called it Takao Rock.
When the Flag of the Sun was hoisted, the open space was blown up.
Before ships entered the port, Takao Rock was blown up.
No reef was allowed to wreck anything in the water course.
The broken pieces that were salvaged
Became pike-toothed stones.
They could be smashed into limes to make cements and
To be mixed with sands to become smooth walls.
The coral reefs at the bottom of the sea have risen up
And extended to every grove of cement.
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