[創作] Basement of the Library

[pcchuckwu (holy)]

As I've heard from worlds apart,
Temples long gone, relics beyond touch.
When an age,
By footsteps of ancient titans
Shapes the landscape
As what our forefathers admired.
And I wish, with delicate sweeps,
What I may retrieve
From cobwebs and dust, anything!
With reflections that marks the path, now
Deserted
And forgotten, in a long, undisturbed
Sleep,
So that dawn with her rose red fingers never reach its tomb
Where finely grained ash awaits the breezing sweep
Which might never whisper in their ears.

But now I've entered, this
Grave, this
Mausoleum,
If not buried under scorching sand.
Call it hunger, or fetish, or illness,
In which explorers never cease its flame, marching on
For every past, every
War and siege, every
Drop of life's essence
Setting fire upon dry wood that flares, spraying sparks
Over other piles of fuel,
While the disturber of peace,
But scratches its ash
And to harvest what glory
Everlast.

So I try to seek:
From where emerges the next generation
Of Zeus, as with his followers,
While the current gods be
Titanized,
Cycled, fated, woven notebook,
Whatever end that has not changed,
Or already determined.
But hopefully, at least
Not a reverse of time,
For only I seek the past
To take part in a play
That follows the same classical script
Without a line
To speak.





台大法律系圖書管地下室舊書區
2007/9/25


(最近功力深厚的板友越來越多了!
 也讓我獲益良多!)

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