Observing from the title of the poems: "Lullaby Song of the North Railway", "Sun Moon Lake", "Suhua Highway", "Shuangxi", "Taichung Station", "Guanyin", "Yanping District", "Dihua Street", etc. Most of the poems in the collection depict the landscape of "Taiwan" (a few do not specifically refer to or the location is not Taiwan). This type of creation makes up for the lack of "Taiwanese" impressions of Luo Zhicheng's poems in past readers, and some of the poems have the intention of going beyond a specific area, as written in "Mountain City": "Some cities are dead / but People are still active".
Of course, in this series of works, there are also some special attempts. For example, "Typhoon Catcher-Song Practice" directly states that it is "Song Practice". The last section is excerpted below: The heavy rain continues to dilute the earth , and the opportunity to choose is gradually passing away . There are still many careful words brewing in my heart , but there is only one phone left on my phone. To create with the rhythm of the lyrics, Luo Zhicheng matched the modern raster to vector conversion context, especially the last sentence "I only have one phone left", which caught the readers by surprise. Although it may cause embarrassment when reading, it is a fun and bold attempt. Screenshot_copy on 2022-05-16_am 11_05_13 Photo Credit: provided by the author of this article The immersive light and shadow experience of Luo Zhicheng's new book sharing session 51%Sweet words In the last series, Luo Zhicheng believes that he is "especially concerned and curious about the auditory elements of poetry, and always wants to restore language or words to the feeling of being heard at the moment":
Many of the compositions here even proceed with the rhythm of filling in lyrics or humming. Because of the need to appeal to hearing, the choice of words, sentences and grammar must be more plain and direct, which is very different from the past meticulous realism, which strictly required precision or was close to consciousness. Here is an example of the actual poem "Spring": ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding