REMEMBERS WHEN

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  Its passing. My loss of it. My father’s

water lilies. My old life. I have buried myself

in the making of this work and now it’s

over and my father has given up on his

love for his flowers. He has given up on

any hope he had for the future. And my

future……

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  But I feel so lonely sometimes, as though

there will never be anyone who knew me as

a child or a young girl to tell me little stories

of that time. I feel so far from my roots……

__________Theresa Kishkan:the Age of

Water Lilies

鸟儿都睡了

虫儿都在叫了

关上所有的灯

坐在厨房

在夜的翅膀下

听心跳和草动


想小时侯的萤火虫

如飘在头顶的灯

所有夏夜的精灵

此刻

在夜的翅膀下

出动


如同回到几百年前

那时我在哪里

孤独是否

亦如夜般沉重

在夜的翅膀下

让思绪跃过时空

2010.08.01

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2 条评论

  1. 白色百合 2010年8月3日 12:41

    难得你有如此多的思绪,很有诗人的潜质,赞一个!

    Remember when是首歌名吧?要是能听到这首歌就好了。

  2. aalways 2010年8月3日 20:19

    恩,是TRISA YEARWOOD的歌,也有一本同名的书

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