lucy haly chapter2
上一个chapter我觉得自己的想法比较多,这一个我觉得应该都在说luci大人了吧,
我觉得自己年龄段附近的大神,她,的的确确是一个!
Suddenly I read all this -
Your actual words, as they floated
Out through your throat and tongue and onto your page -
Just as when your daughter, years ago now,
Drifting in, gazing up into my face,
Mystified,
Where I worked alone
In the silent house, asked, suddenly:
‘Daddy, where’s Mummy?’ The freezing soil
Of the garden, as I clawed it.
All round me that midnight’s
Giant clock of frost. And somewhere
Inside it, wanting to feel nothing,
A pulse of fever. Somewhere
Inside that numbness of the earth
Our future trying to happen.
I look up - as if to meet your voice
With all its urgent future
That has burst in on me. Then look back
At the book of the printed words.
You are ten years dead. It is only a story.
Your story. My story.
(以上節錄自Ted Hughes詩作《Visit》)
如果你會懂得Ted Hughes與Sylvia Plath的愛情。
在一朵花之間找到相愛時間
微風吹過花粉墜落未來
擁抱想念淚水停留
面頰動作細密
像鹽巴
我喜欢上面这一段,虽然小姿内感觉有的,不过喜欢还是喜欢了。



ps:天气真的开始暖和了,身上的衣服减少的同时我发现脂肪也应该随之下降,毕竟当个胖子是所有姑娘都不乐意的。
看看luci我想了想,明天去取点钱把材料买一买,箱子的计划和娃娃的计划应该开始运作了,还是应该为了自己过活,不是人民币可以解决的,奢华和奢侈应该解开束缚,不能再增加啦。