Not the Law of Nature
星期二 六月 09, 2009 10:15 am
Not the Law of Nature
Instead of sitting under an apple tree,
I sit under a pomegranate tree.
Instead of an apple falling,
a lady approaches me.
She has her Bible in hand,
and a lengthy lecture to make.
From the Loss of Eden
to the lasting happiness of today,
she questions my life.
The wind flips my half-finished book,
“The Namesake”;
pomegranate fruits fall
and crack.
Snowman
You were my friend, back then.
Sorry, I address you in the past tense.
Ten years, twenty years later, you are still here,
frozen, settled in my hibernating mind.
I won’t wake you up, I have my promise.
I walk in sleep clothing, watching strangers pass;
they live under the same roof.
They fade away,
but not you, my friend.