Friday, April 16, 2010

Answer to April 15th Poetry Challenge

A Girl
by Ezra Pound (Idaho Native)


The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast -
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.

Tree you are,
Moss you are,
You are violets with wind above them.
A child - so high - you are,
And all this is folly to the world.

1 Comments:

At April 17, 2010 at 6:04 AM , Blogger 倫音 said...

一個人的際遇在第一次總是最深刻的,有時候甚至會讓人的心變成永遠的絕緣。......................................................

 

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