THE AUTHOR

If the author is to die now, it can’t say “Veni, Vedi,” have been, seen, no more, let alone the ambition to conquer the world. Anyway, it wouldn’t be premature. But there is still some fear, especially with the COVID-19 pandemic pending over the world. And more of living in vain. It has no ambition to make a name, but coming into being once, eating and drinking, then just going away like nothing, is totally a waste. With so much energy consumed by its life, there should be something left to compensate for it.

What can be left behind? In a poet, only the mind, or it may be called the soul. It gives it to poetry, in hope to stay in the world. Poetry does not save the sun from setting, but it can sublimate the soul. Hence this book, e Years.