All 3 entries tagged Poetry

View all 698 entries tagged Poetry on Warwick Blogs | View entries tagged Poetry at Technorati | There are no images tagged Poetry on this blog

March 11, 2005

等待

首先,你必须注视着我,
就如同那张空白的素描纸上
将要出现的形影
注意你握笔的姿势, 但是
你最好削好二十四枝铅笔
以免灵感如海浪般扑来时
你会情不自禁 手足无措

这是凡高的自画像
你已经看过很多遍
边缘表示中心 对象体现主体
这些不需要再提醒你 所以
沉默也是一种诗意的语言
就如同空白的素描纸上
注视也是一种笔触

但是 正在临笔取势的你
你可知道所有人都在注视着你
就如同那张白纸
空空荡荡 毫无秘密
等待 是一种最赤裸裸的感情


fly

—Remembrance is your world, to Tong

No living men can fly, but you could.
A sweaty Sunday afternoon, I could not see
the high place where you stood.
Like a swift drawing on the sofa, I could not see
the contour of your body, nor
The curvature of the flight.
But heard.
In that sweaty bamming afternoon
You were there, landed in solitude.
Eyes open, sight faded.
I only listened, not even there,
But I guessed you saw me, I don't know why

No dead men can ever fly, but you did.


December 02, 2004

I am the vampire of my own heart

Heautontimoroumenos*

I will strike you without anger
And without hatred, like a butcher,
Like Moses the rock!
And I will force from your eyes,

To water my Sahara,
The waters of suffering.
My desire, swollen with hope,
Will swim upon your salted tears

Like a ship taking to the open sea,
And in my heart, which they intoxicate,
Your dear sobs will echo
Like a drum sounding the charge!

Am I not a false note
In the divine harmony,
Thanks to the voracious Irony
That shakes me and bites me?

She is in my voice, the shrew!
All of my blood is made of this black poison!
I am the sinister mirror
In which the Fury gazes at herself.

I am the wound and the knife!
I am the slap and the cheek!
I am the limbs and the rack,
And the victim and the executioner!

I am the vampire of my own heart,
— One of the great abandoned,
Condemned to eternal laughter,
And who can no longer smile!


October 2019

Mo Tu We Th Fr Sa Su
Sep |  Today  |
   1 2 3 4 5 6
7 8 9 10 11 12 13
14 15 16 17 18 19 20
21 22 23 24 25 26 27
28 29 30 31         

Search this blog

Galleries

Most recent comments

  • 1 When men began to increase in number on the earth and daughters were born to them, 2 the sons of G… by apeofChrist on this entry
  • are you people retarded? It's a Baudelaire Poem. Jesus! by Tsavatar on this entry
  • ӲǦÕæµÄÊǺö«Î÷£¬ÎÒ»­Ò»°ã¶¼ÊÇ3B£¬×îºó8B¡£ÀÁÁ˾ÍÖ±½Ó5B´ÓÍ·µ½Î²£¬ÓÃÊÖµÄÁ¦¶ÈÀ´µ÷½ÚÁË¡£¿´ÄÇ·ùÂíÈü°ÑÎÒÏÅ… by blovedray on this entry
  • update by chels on this entry
  • haha by funny on this entry

Blog archive

Loading…
RSS2.0 Atom
Not signed in
Sign in

Powered by BlogBuilder
© MMXIX