Dump. Daliao

I wandered on the land of waste things
Looking for a lost love
Suddenly I saw the light
Someone threw the moon as today's
unnecessary poetic symbol
I picked it up and put in my heart
Magic silver light beamed from
every pore of my skin
Once more once more
I'm the moon for you

Leonid Tishkov. Private Moon

Photographer Po-I Chen
Taiwan's Trip of the Private Moon 2012
Kaohsiung Museum of Fine Arts