

Chao Yin/เจ้าหงิญ
he had to tell someone about what had happened in the night. It’s beauty was too wondrous to be kept to himself alone.


Velocity over the Rolling Waves
Looking like the curved end of a sword, the raised bow-stem slides forward with speed as the keel cuts the water into showering arcs.


The Happinees of a Village Teacher
Yes, I'm an ordinary run-of-the-mill rural municipal-school teacher. It's the status of headmaster --Or "kru yai"


The Plastic Women
she walks by - completely naked.
An artificial product of great beauty from the factory of a dirty-minded scientist


The Song of The Leaves
Grandma opened the song with,
"Oei ..the old kaew tree, your branches're heavy with blossoms so white…” and stopped,


The Barter
He thought that there was something lacking... something still missing. Something that would make it a complete whole


She is Alive, At Least in My Heart
“Let’s hope it won’t be like the last time. Whatever will happen, let it be better than the last time,”


Nightfall on the Waterway
The man was sharply conscious of the poignancy of the sadness and loneliness of man’s individual destiny.


When the Wind Brings Rain
"Are you singing, Mother?'' My eyelids are so heavy that I have to force them open to ask my mother.


It is Time to Leave this Klong
''We won't be as poor as at home. Got to be brave. There are a lot of jobs in the city. We will find something.


The Bondage
“I know. But, with me, everything is up to my master. We are the same, Nak. It’s duty first,” Hern said tersely. “So, how shall we do it?”


A Moring in Early Monsoon
She knew that her man would be shot down like an animal the moment he came within their rifle range.


Kunthong, You Will Return at Dawn
Not a drop of rain has fallen and the fields are parched but Mother's once barren heart blooms with hope


What Gone is Gone
A breath of cold wind made the woman shiver. The old man held her in a shaky embrace, saying:
''What's gone is gone.''


On the Route of a Rabid Dog
Its eyes are opened wide -- empty and staring, like the eyes of a sinful, aimless, unhappy human being.


People Passing, Lamai Songkroh Road
เดินผ่านข้าพเจ้า-ทอดเงาเปลี่ยว โดดเดี่ยวเหลือเกินที่เดินดุ่ม
Passing me – casting lonely shadow So forlornly walks that walker


Inspire
ณ จุดบรรจบ
at the fusion line,
คืน - วัน night - day
ฝัน - จริง dream - reality


Childhood Revisited Recollection of the River
เหงาดังว่าน้ำหยดจนหมดใจ
Deep loneliness reigns as though the heart is utterly drained.
เหลือสิ่งใดไว้บ้างระหว่างชีวิต


Communication Routes
…So, I sit reading words of a poet
ฉันนั่งอยู่อย่างนี้ อ่านกวี-คำประพันธ์


The Rider With a Destination
Come, people, come มนุษย์เอย
Take the rein of your horse of life จงขี่ม้าแห่งชีวิตของตนเอง
