只有我写英文诗吗?(“and this giveth life to thee")# Poetry - 海棠诗社
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最近的两首,尚未定标题：
08/19
Life: Too Real a Substance,
Too Hard a Sustenance;
Real like the Sunrays: I shun;
Hard like the Mondays: I run.
Till your Fountains become my Mountains,
I wander, I wonder...
08/27
When, among those empty years of frozen miles extending
Within where our aerial terraces of silky passages unwinding:
Flowing cups of tenderness run swiftly around,
Frolic jubilantly beyond—purple petal from that chrysanthemum lantern—
Reveries with thee of summer lake till autumn pond, one single f
08/19
Life: Too Real a Substance,
Too Hard a Sustenance;
Real like the Sunrays: I shun;
Hard like the Mondays: I run.
Till your Fountains become my Mountains,
I wander, I wonder...
08/27
When, among those empty years of frozen miles extending
Within where our aerial terraces of silky passages unwinding:
Flowing cups of tenderness run swiftly around,
Frolic jubilantly beyond—purple petal from that chrysanthemum lantern—
Reveries with thee of summer lake till autumn pond, one single f
