当花儿，
在没有月光下，
的自己的影子里，
沉睡，
我，
却在花儿盛开，
的梦里，
苏醒。

When the flowers,
are sleeping，
in their own shadows,
of the moonless night,
I,
am just awakening,
in the dream,
ablaze with blossom.

//Can you see the shadow of this poem? I have written the hidden questions, i.e. who has become the shadow? Or is the shadow a tunnel to meet ourselves in another World? The moon here has been implicated too to return to her own shadow. One might ask where does the shadow comes from if there is a total darkness, and the answer is revealed when we look up into the sky of the cloudless night. //

祈泉
2013年2月26日于新加坡

Willard State Hospital

by, Darby Penny, Peter Stastny, Lisa Rinzler, Robert Whitaker.

When Willard State Hospital closed in 1995, after 125 years of continuous operation, 427 patient suitcases, filled with patient’s personal belonging, were discovered, abandoned, in an attic.

This interesting book attempts to bring to light the personal stories of ten of these patients whose suitcases were intensely studied. The authors chose these specific suitcases because there were a lot of personal notes and materials in each of these ten suitcases, that provided the authors with enough data, combined with patient records and charts, to try to reconstruct these ten people’s lives.

This is a fascinating book about these people’s lives and about the hospital itself. The authors are incredibly patient detectives, who tease out a great deal of facts and details from these suitcases, chart notes, and interviews with hospital staff members, many retired. They locate living relatives…

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