Historic Reoccurence - by
mirror images, mirror people how can I escape them,
my own reflection in the water of time?
the cyclops who survives on unspoken thoughts?
mirror images, mirror people how can I escape them,
my own reflection in the water of time?
the cyclops who survives on unspoken thoughts?
The staves steady under foot; she knows which to
avoid. A creature of habit, the kettle warms.
Between the sunrise and me there’s a window. / So I greet my old friends the morning air / and…
寂寞掩柴扉,
/ 蒼茫對落暉。
/ 鶴巢松樹遍,
/ 人訪蓽門稀。
/ 嫩竹含新粉,
/ 紅蓮落故衣。
/ 渡頭燈火起,
/ 處處采菱歸
/ …
Seagulls sound like Bartok.
/ Lying awake all night
/ Beside the loch
/ I hear them crying, crying
/ I am, I am, I am,
/ All ignorant…
I only watch reruns now,
/ or films about geese,
/
/ and yet I’m waiting for the miracle
/ I used to find in early black…
Like Loppy, our local river tramp
/ his cedar shack festooned with gar jaws,
/ snapping turtle shells. Wood-burning
/ stove, nurturing stew and tar…
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
/ And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
/ Nine…
The merry badger keeps his way
/ Nocturnally,
/ And I go merry to my play
/ Even as he.
/
/ Minding our own business
/ Tending our own,
/ We…
an extract
/
/ She was an elfin Pinnace; lustily
/ I dipp’d my oars into the silent Lake,
/ And, as I rose upon the stroke,…
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