DePen Chang (1952 / Kaohsiung)

In anniversary opening
Captured indeed the hue and aroma of natural flowers by plastic ones
Aligned and surrounded the dozens of garlands
A congratulatory pomp

In anniversary opening
The sun exposed the propped glory of garlands
Plastic flowers hiding in the fresh ones,
Pretending somewhat its true gist
Time faded in a long prayer
The real flowers withered moment by moment, and faded by petals

In anniversary opening
Real flowers slowly scattered everywhere
Plastic flowers attached to the eclipsed garland
Insist still the sophisticate humanity
True affection fell from atop the garlands
Left only the pretense of plastics

In anniversary opening
None but wonder why knitting not the garlands in real flowers
As if who will care about the outcomes of the garlands
The end to forsake the remnant calyx and faded branches,
That’s it.
Plastic flowers continue to mix with other real ones,
Another garland made
Commencing the replay of world’s true affection