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[anna]

I shall spin,
In or Out,
The invisible axis
Get thin

Universe gracefully unveil

A
Nightingale
Nests
Among stars


---------------
You guess whose name is in the poem and for the poem ...

This is my reply to Paul's poem:

ANNA

Certain
Thoughts
Attract
Certain
Thoughts
Every
Thing
Is
Connected
To
Every
Thing
Your
Name
Is
A
Palindrome
Like
A
ROTATOR
A
Mirror
That
Reads
The
Same
Backwards
As
Forwards:
ANNA




__________________________

From: First Class in Hell
(based on WWII experience)



The Exercise

One day in the lager
I saw a young and arrogant SS officer.
I was then a prisoner near Vienna,
At Strasshof an der Nordbahn,
On the North bank of the Danube.

This haughty Schutstaffel (SS) man
Was dressed in a spiffy black uniform.
Under the eagled swastika symbol,
The insigne of the cross-boned skull,
Emblazed on his visor cap,
Stared menacingly at the world.
He wore his hat at a rakish angle
And in his right hand
He brandished a stick.

Like a conductor of an orchestra
He wielded the baton,
Entertaining himself jollily,
Using it to engage a dozen or so people
In military style drills.

He made them to crouch
And then to stand up together,
To squat and to rise,
To stoop and straighten up,
To crouch and stand.
He forced them to repeat the exercise
Many times over and over again.
The men and women
Were exhausted and sick
And the officer punished them
Because they dared
To request a break for rest.

I watched quietly the scene,
Standing adjacent to the wall of a barrack.
The SS man ignored my presence.
Although I was just a little boy,
He taught me an indelible lesson.
He gave me an edifying demonstration
Regarding the idea of man’s cruelty
To his fellow human beings.

Yet at the time
I just watched silently
The humiliating scene.
Stunned and dumbfounded,
I did not grasp its full meaning.

In the middle of the punished group
Was also my mother.
Gasping for air with her tired lungs
She crouched and straightened up
Along with the others.
I saw pride and dignity in her eyes;
Only her face was covered with tears.


(April 23, 2008)
_________________
---------------------

Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[[星子安娜]]

I shall spin,
In or Out,
The invisible axis
Get thin

Universe gracefully unveil

A
Nightingale
Nests
Among stars


---------------
You guess whose name is in the poem and for the poem ...

This is my reply to Paul's poem:

ANNA

Certain
Thoughts
Attract
Certain
Thoughts
Every
Thing
Is
Connected
To
Every
Thing
Your
Name
Is
A
Palindrome
Like
A
ROTATOR
A
Mirror
That
Reads
The
Same
Backwards
As
Forwards:
ANNA




__________________________

From: First Class in Hell
(based on WWII experience)



The Exercise

One day in the lager
I saw a young and arrogant SS officer.
I was then a prisoner near Vienna,
At Strasshof an der Nordbahn,
On the North bank of the Danube.

This haughty Schutstaffel (SS) man
Was dressed in a spiffy black uniform.
Under the eagled swastika symbol,
The insigne of the cross-boned skull,
Emblazed on his visor cap,
Stared menacingly at the world.
He wore his hat at a rakish angle
And in his right hand
He brandished a stick.

Like a conductor of an orchestra
He wielded the baton,
Entertaining himself jollily,
Using it to engage a dozen or so people
In military style drills.

He made them to crouch
And then to stand up together,
To squat and to rise,
To stoop and straighten up,
To crouch and stand.
He forced them to repeat the exercise
Many times over and over again.
The men and women
Were exhausted and sick
And the officer punished them
Because they dared
To request a break for rest.

I watched quietly the scene,
Standing adjacent to the wall of a barrack.
The SS man ignored my presence.
Although I was just a little boy,
He taught me an indelible lesson.
He gave me an edifying demonstration
Regarding the idea of man’s cruelty
To his fellow human beings.

Yet at the time
I just watched silently
The humiliating scene.
Stunned and dumbfounded,
I did not grasp its full meaning.

In the middle of the punished group
Was also my mother.
Gasping for air with her tired lungs
She crouched and straightened up
Along with the others.
I saw pride and dignity in her eyes;
Only her face was covered with tears.


(April 23, 2008)
_________________
---------------------

Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[anna]

In fact, Anna's name meaning: graceful

My Chinese pen name: stars.

Sometimes, I do think name is a good tool to present you or communicate each other. I choose Anna as my English name is because I admire Anna Karenina and it is very easy to say it and remember it.

And when my poetry got published, the name also made me easy find it in the contributors list. Because if it is not in the first few, then it will be among the last few. How convenient!

I believe "Anna" is my lucky name, because eight years ago, my first job interview was very smooth and enjoyable. I guess they liked my name!
Because we smiled from the beginning to the end!
_________________
---------------------

Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[[星子安娜]]

In fact, Anna's name meaning: graceful

My Chinese pen name: stars.

Sometimes, I do think name is a good tool to present you or communicate each other. I choose Anna as my English name is because I admire Anna Karenina and it is very easy to say it and remember it.

And when my poetry got published, the name also made me easy find it in the contributors list. Because if it is not in the first few, then it will be among the last few. How convenient!

I believe "Anna" is my lucky name, because eight years ago, my first job interview was very smooth and enjoyable. I guess they liked my name!
Because we smiled from the beginning to the end!
_________________
---------------------

Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com