I think I'll be fine with ice cream

I am a reptile living in the darkness of the bottom of the sea. I light a lonely lamp for myself in the deep sea. I crawl with my fins to where the glimmer of light reaches. I wait with unimaginable patience for the fish that turn to the light, then devour it fiercely. The seawater without light is as hard as gravel. The driest place in the reptile's body is when it is alive.
——<I am a reptile>

I think ice cream would be too high in fat and oil, too sweet, too cold. Complete dependence is the ultimate correct diet. For colds, sore throats, enterovirus...
Any time a doctor recommends it, you should have a bowl of it. And when you want to heal the world──
I thought: Eat ice cream, it will be fine.
——〈I think I'll be fine if I eat ice cream〉

Poet Fu Suchun, from the perspectives of a youngest daughter, wife, mother, and teacher, gathers moments from days of insomnia and nighttime wanderings. Her tender and delicate verses capture the fleeting moments of youth, love, and life, recounting the fleeting moments lost to the passage of time. As she builds her own private poetic castle, line by line, she also embodies the healing energy of life and hope.

Fu Suchun

A native of Taoyuan, he graduated with a Ph.D. in Chinese Literature from National Chung Hsing University and is currently an assistant professor in the Department of Chinese Literature at Providence University.

Between motherhood and teaching, I deeply perceive poetry as a comfortable, secret dialogue with myself and my readers. For someone whose life depends on words, beyond the early versions of youth, the belated adoption of the pen in middle age is merely a way to salvage a glimmer of light amidst the hustle and bustle of life and reading and writing. Or perhaps it's simply through writing poetry, an escape, a momentary glimmer of self-compression.

Foreword <br />A Leisurely and Free Narrative Imagery—Jen Chien (Chair Professor, Department of Foreign Languages ​​and Literature, Asia University)
Holding a child, standing on tiptoe, dancing in red shoes—Xu Peihuang (Director of the Chinese Language Teaching Center, Feng Chia University)

Preface <br />Middle-aged illness

Volume 1: Middle-Aged Illness (Cancer)
Sing a Song for Good
〈slight sunlight〉
Cleansing
Raising a Spider in Your Body
Wearing the Backwards
I am a reptile
Morning sickness
In the Dark
<cold>
Cold air mass
Confessions of a Normal Mother
Hoarse Song
Good morning!
Listening to Death
The rustling wheels roll back and forth through my sleep
<jogging>
I set the time forward five minutes
Weather Report

Volume 2. I think I'll be fine if I eat ice cream (Old Sisters)
Who will keep you awake in the dark?
Washing Hair
I Like a Melting World
Where will I live after we part?
"Forget with the most gentle profile"
Chasing Falling Summer Flowers After the Heavy Rain
〈Female Ugly〉
I think I'll be fine with ice cream.
"The best love is like a departed moon, still full and crescent"
"Need a Cat at the Beach"
Osan's Curl
Driving in Miaoli
〈At the station exit〉
〈Waving the sleeves and becoming a pupa〉

Volume 3. Post-/Thick Youth, Complaints "Looking for a Pair of High Heels"
Tear glands may not be affected by humidity
Leaving Home
The whole summer is late
"The center stage from the perspective of marginalized people is so fantastical"
That day, we dressed up for the event.
Stolen Eyes and Mouth
Heavy Rain Burns the City
〈Confession in May〉
Every unintentional mistake is intentional
Why doesn't my hair fly?
Picking Ferns in the Distance
Light Rain on the Left Channel
<Honey>
A piece of news

Volume 4. To the soulless yet heartless anonymous person . 〈The day I can’t live alone will surely be very cold〉
If You Can Look at Me Quietly
Lighthouse, Twin Eyes
The Truth About Smoke
<breathe>
Angry Youth
We all have to... unless
Nothing to Write to Silence: On the Great Buddha Plath
Fishing for a fish in the intertidal zone
Guitarist
The Strangeness That Falls Like Ashes
Perfect Lateness
As if there is light
<spy>
<expert>
Short Sleep
To 520
"Accelerator Takes Me Up the Mountain"

Volume 5. Labor Notes : "Girl, Please Wait on the Cliff"
<be late>
I think I need another cup of hot water.
Learning Music and Good and Bad: To the Boy in White Socks
Migratory Birds Departure
Today is a good day for mediocre work
To My Schoolmate
<nail>
Fishing
Actually, it’s not necessary.
The Origin of Low Pressure