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That Box of Holes
註釋So much of what we write and read today happens in front of a fast flickering blue screen that deposits electronic bits of data into our brain. These poems, every one of them, were written amidst the scent of paper and graphite, only later to be digitized. The lines were constructed while the author was lost in a moment, seized by a pondering, captured by the turn of an utterance as it twisted in the folds of the mind.