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12月16日

Summer Clouds, Summer Rain

 
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我莫名地被這個封面深深地吸引
也許是那面被刷得有點憂鬱卻帶優雅的牆
也許是木框窗口所牽引的那絲陽光和外面的郁綠
也許是她﹐ 那個依窗的坐姿﹐ 那個一無所知的女人
也許是那條長腿凳子和吉他盒子﹐ 豐富了裡面的關係
這是個洋溢著詩意的角落﹐ 一種低調﹐ 漫不經心而細膩的詩意
這裡有那種短暫是永恆的﹐永恆是短暫的質量
 
買了。 她是一個很女人的女人﹐ 從那把聲音聽出來。
 
大雨過後林蔭大道旁的白色小樓房裡﹐
藍天下微風中晒著白色衣服的天臺上﹐
夕陽西斜遍野的麥田裡﹐
暗淡燭光沉默的咖啡座上﹐
陳舊發黃書本的字裡行間﹐
都適合有她音符的蔓延。
 
 
12月15日

Impression West Lake

 
<<印象西湖>>﹐ 感動了.
 
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《印象西湖雨》

雨还在下,落满一湖烟
断桥绢伞,黑白了思念
谁在船上,写我的从前
一笔誓言,满纸离散
  
雨~~~ 站在湖边
雨~~~ 遥望北岸
  
雨还在下,落满一湖烟
断桥绢伞,黑白了思念
谁在船上,写我的从前
一笔蝴蝶,满纸离散
  
我的告别,从没有间断
西子湖上,一遍一遍
  
白色翅膀,分飞了流年
长叹一声,天上人间
雨还在下,淋湿千年
湖水连天,黑白了相见
谁在船上,写我从前
一说人间,再说江山
12月14日

2 Poet

 
Wislawa Szymborska
 
The Three Oddest Words

When I pronounce the word Future,
the first syllable already belongs to the past.

When I pronounce the word Silence,
I destroy it.

When I pronounce the word Nothing,
I make something no non-being can hold.

 

Souvankham Thammavongsa

A Diagram of Thermometer

The human body

is set

 

between

two points

 

The point

water boils

 

The point

water freezes

 

This

is where

 

it lives

and how

 

Somewhere between

two points

 

 

 

 

12月10日

16

 
 
                                                                         生命的奧妙
                                                                                 .
 
12月2日

15

 
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in silence we speak
in absence we touch
in distance we love
 
letters fade under my hand
in attempt to pool a river of hugs.
 
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11月30日

14

 
廣場上                                                                                        托運
 
躍身跳進戰壕                                                                              摘下腦袋
泥巴奮力擁抱身上每一寸稚嫩                                                    把身軀送出門外
仰首一方是稠密的風煙四起
容不下藍天半點平和                                                                   汽車在等候﹐ 19街往總站
                                                                                                     地鐵在等候﹐ 上城到下城
泥土迫切飛濺                                                                              電梯在等候﹐ 地面到半空
是瘋狂掃蕩的槍林彈雨
直把赤紅鮮血洒在這片冷酷的土地上                                         來來回回﹐ 搖搖晃晃
 
沖!  向前沖!  是小號對戰爭的呼喚                                              無數個兩點的捷徑地圖上
握緊理想槍枝沖向無際的陣地                                                    不需要方向的認知
                                                                     
從回憶的荊棘裡跑過來,  向明天邁進.                                         因為這是文明的城市托運服務.
 
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Hiroshi Sugimoto - Seascapes
 
 
 
 
11月27日

13

 
Look at Yourself                                           Fridge
 
please look at yourself!                                    put a book inside
not from a mirror                                            to grow a dead tree
not by your eyes
not depend on memory                                    drop a rock inside
not in someone's words                                   to stream a dry creek
not from past images
                                                                     place a mirror inside
look!                                                              to reclaim a long gone youth
you don't know youself.
                                                                     di da di da di da ......
                                                                     the clock ticks on
                                                                     inside a fridge
 
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+ Antony Gormley << Learning to Think >>
11月26日

12

 
方糖
 
用方糖堆砌妳的容顏
彫刻妳的從容和感性
架構否定的邏輯和理性
 
雙唇烙印在上
瓦解這荒唐的一切.
 
11月22日

11

 
Candy Snow
 
flakes fall once more
in red & yellow, green & white
 
catch it ..... catch it ...!
 
i bite & swallow
the sweet fruits of november
 
 
 
 
11月19日

Fragmented Noise from Days and Nights

 
我開始不明白為什麼會有四季﹐ 寒冷從哪裡來﹖
此刻我想抽煙﹐ 不知道原因﹐ 也許想從煙霧裡面得到安定.
可我從來不抽煙.
我的心靈和蘑菇耳朵被 Epic 45 切底征服﹐ 這是一種說不出的感動和生物高潮.
我喝 Chai Latte﹐ 連續的微雨夜晚裡.
Derek N. 還欠我的工錢﹐ 可是我想莫名地慷慨給他.
謝 WAM's Jeff 的 EP 贈送.
我想我是極端的﹐ 拿不定平衡﹐ 面對著否決的槍林彈雨﹐這是一種快樂的痛苦.
常走音地哼著“美麗的梭羅河﹐ 我為你歌唱.....” 
Armstrong的嬉皮和渾厚剛剛好﹐ 剛剛好來治療我剛剛好的傷口.
我今天看過很多陌生人﹐ 一個都不記得了﹐ 可是我在乎他們的存在和瞬間的緣份.
 
來吧﹐ Epic 45, 我們搖頭興奮去!
 
11月17日

10

 
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有一群人叫詩人
可他們過的不是詩一樣的生活
又有那麼一群人不叫詩人
可他們過的是詩一般的生活
 
什麼是詩一般的生活﹖
就是不是詩一樣生活的相反﹐ 也許是
 
什麼是詩一般的生活﹖
那是多愁善感的生活
那是激情高昂的生活
那是赤裸坦誠的生活
那是孤獨清高的生活
那是忋人懮天的生活
那是悲苦淡薄的生活
那是美麗如畫的生活
 
的確是這樣
非詩人的人過的是詩人的詩一般的生活
而那群詩人過的原來也是詩一般的生活
 
那個操蛋的文字游戲就是詩一般的生活
 
11月16日

09

 
Ruler
 
confined infinity,
ordered uncertainty,
destined identity.
 
i have a few rulers,
made to reason an unreasonable world.
 
i have one ruler,
made to doubt the singularity of rulers.
 
tell me,
what is the meaning of an inch?
or,
what is the capacity of a meter?
11月14日

08

 
Mother
 
i feel sorrow of sucking your milk
while i pour poison to contaminate your blood
 
i feel guilty of in-taking your fresh breath
while i make contributions to corrode your lung
 
i feel ashamed of looking at your beauty
while i pile trash to fill your body
 
so tell me!
mother,
when will you slap me to awake my crimes?
 
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( Yann Arthus Bertrand Photo)
 
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"I take the only desire that one can really permit oneself. 
Freedom - to ask nothing, to expect nothing, to depend on nothing". --- Dominique Francon (A.R.)
11月13日

07

 
The Climb of a Corner
 
eight white corners
displaced to observe
came to being in the absence of freedom
 
i depicted a line diagonally to tension two
wrapped myself in a cocoon of contraditions
clung onto the line for a skew ascension
 
the seemingly silence is a corrosive act
mutating rather rapidly to erode my bones
not until the viola violates the secret dark
i remain drifting to the shoreline of a corner
 
this is, life in a room
 
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06

 
 
 
薄紗般羞隱著樹木的玲瓏和山丘的健碩
當下一片沉澱的安逸和矇矓
飄繞輕盈的舞律
遊離之間的曖味
 
曖味
是昨夜與今朝的告別
是理智和情感的掙扎
也是世界跟自我的對視
淳淳地被渲染上了妳的兼容厚愛
 
一抹晴郁的烈日和陰霾的雨珠
之間
巧遇淡薄素顏  妳的親暱
游離
現實虛幻邊緣  妳的擁抱
 
 
11月11日

05

 
暮秋
 
半紅點綠探庭幽
相相黃淚灑地霜 
朝霞疊影雁長嘯 
一縷煙波划孤鳴 
流芳惜今逝無蹤 
揮襟囑春莫遲來
 
 
 

04

 
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Born to be wild
 
i have only two hands and two legs,
attached to anonymous bodies at zero gravity.
 
my concrete skirt blossoms in breeze,
doves were sewed at the neck and sleeve.
 
i had my head rooted in the sky,
to avoid drowning in cloud.
 
i often think,
my head is very beautiful.
11月9日

03

 
False Real                                                           路軌                                                                  這一站
 
i stand in front of a mirror,                                     一如既往                                                          去無影  留無蹤
it shows my back.                                                  對任何的情感不曾動容                                    台階的脊骨被踏彎
                                                                                                                                                     扶手的滄桑被磨平
i shut my eyes,                                                      風風雨雨
it shows my front.                                                  堅定不移是你的執著                                       萍水相逢
                                                                                                                                                     兩面牆  三十五根柱子
turn around against it,                                            任憑刨削你的血肉                                           和無數個不一定
i don't see my front or back,                                    火花裡葬送我們的過去
 
but myself.                                                            義無反顧
                                                                            邁進深黑的未來
 
 
 
+ 久違的笑容因此電影而重現﹕
 
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11月7日

02

World                                                                       Propane
 
your world is not the world                                          propel
the world is not your world                                                    everywhere
the world is the world                                                 contained, exploited
 
your world?                                                                organs bleed
never existed                                                              hollow brain
 
the world?                                                                  "don't you ever think that you might ... love me?"
180 degrees to your centre     
                                                                                 dark secrets look for light
may your heart be the map                                          silk night dress, fallen chair
                                                                                 found breathless
                                                                       
                                                                                 on a propane rope
 
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11月6日

Three Poems

 
ChemaMadoz_01
 
Untitled
 
who would have known!
your last!
glimse of the world,
tear from the soul.
 
all smudged in fog,
a silent goodbye,
weightless into the sky.
 
i sight,
the ephemeral trace of life.
 
 
Trace
 
rippled,
scored,
excavated,
 
of water.
 
marched,
condensed,
evaporated,
 
of life.
 
consciously invisible,
unconsciously intangible.
 
 
Sun Rain
 
the sun rained
tangible
 
pierced and soaked the between
shattered in shimmering joy
 
she cries when he is sad
she fades when he is happy
 
today
 
she cries while he is happy.