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the strip of green (2017.9.21-9.26)

(2017-08-23 12:39:04)
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那些路灯很高,从远处看,像整齐排列的星星。

 

公交车上坐着许多蜗牛。

它们忧伤地望着窗户外面,眼神迷离。

它们背上的圆圈有的大有的小。

 

菠菜先生的小屋子是歪斜的。他决定在上面凿出一个歪斜的窗户来。

 

红色的摩托车跌落悬崖。

他说,我至今仍记得那情景。

 

白色梦境

烟囱   蘑菇   遥远的记忆

 

雨中的蘑菇村

 

灰色烟囱

灰色烟囱里的秘密

 

像雨伞飘零一样,离开这座阴沉的城市。

 

 


烟从紫色的屋顶边缘升起。紫蘑菇的小屋有点漏雨了。蘑菇村的精灵们

“那么,”

 

I first met Mr. Spinach in …

 

 

By the stove, by the fire, were those distant memories. Can I express it through the beauty, the ambiguity, the mystery of myself? Would I… I stand beside the window, gazing at the stove fire inside the little house.

 

Seems that I finally touched something inside me… existed there long ago. Yeah, just… since when did I become so…  Go easy, girl.

Create your own life.

Every line goes natural…  All lines in your life go natural…

Life   Imagination   Body

 


在遥远的国家,人们住在海边,并在祭祀的日子里点燃蜡烛。他们非常喜欢吃熏肉,喝一种绿色的咖啡,在干枯的井底挂满珠宝,并种植少量的蔬菜,在窗户上。

在遥远的沙漠,我相信没有什么蔬菜好种,但云朵偶尔下雨。人们的交谈不需要离得很近就能听到。乌鸦飞过那里的上空,用飞鸟的翅膀将人们的记忆带到遥远的异乡,像是,很久以前的海岸。

夕阳可以讲述它所看到的一切。

在淡蓝的路上我一路远行,飞鸟的声音将我的身影遮蔽。

我到过蘑菇村,永不永不镇,那落着雨的蘑菇村,那旋绕的永不永不镇,还有一些终年飘着淡色烟霭的城市。我所遇见的人们,有的戴着魂灵喧嚷的头巾,有的在窗台上收割泥土。

很久以后我回忆起那个雨天,夕阳飘在淡红的城市上空,光芒照射着被淋湿的路面。

 


K是在M国做生意的,需要有

He kept telling the story of mushroom village to his daughter.

 

 

像雨伞飘零一样,离开这座阴沉的城市。

 

 

So I was thinking… the voice of boiling a corn… and then… the voice vanished, and she fell into a … the night…the deer on the wall…

 

the gravel road

the strip of green

the last of you

Your eyes follow the gravel road, the strip of green between the tracks, on up to the granite post left there from Protestant days and, past it, your mother who has come out to see the last of you.

He slows the car and looks over. ‘I did,’ he says. ‘But I wasn’t much use, was I, Sis?’

Now, the priest stands outside and stares at the chapel grounds. It is a fresh day, bright with wind.

 

 

There was a province raising great white elephants at that time. That province was in the south, where the sunshine was so bright that visitors loved to come in holiday to watch the elephants walking solemnly in the sun.

 

 

The green eyes are stony and give nothing away.




2017.9.21

2017.9.26

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