Archive for February, 2018

The City

Thursday, February 15th, 2018

You said: “I’ll go to another country, go to another shore,
find another city better than this one.
Whatever I try to do is fated to turn out wrong
and my heart lies buried like something dead.
How long can I let my mind moulder in this place?
Wherever I turn, wherever I look,
I see the black ruins of my life, here,
where I’ve spent so many years, wasted them, destroyed them totally.” (more…)

Only Time

Sunday, February 11th, 2018

Cassidy

Wednesday, February 7th, 2018


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Along with Youth

Wednesday, February 7th, 2018

A porcupine skin,
Stiff with bad tanning,
It must have ended somewhere.
Stuffed horned owl
Pompous
Yellow eyed;
Chuck-wills-widow on a biassed twig
Sooted with dust.
Piles of old magazines,
Drawers of boy’s letters
And the line of love
They must have ended somewhere.
Yesterday’s Tribune is gone
Along with youth
And the canoe that went to pieces on the beach
The year of the big storm
When the hotel burned down
At Seney, Michigan.

(BY ERNEST M. HEMINGWAY)

关于四月

Tuesday, February 6th, 2018

“好是更好的敌人。”