| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
Landscape with Translucent1 Moon
Jennifer Atkinson
Palm trees, like old pilings, tip
in the sand toward the Maldive Islands still.
The moon,
in a sky streaky（有条纹的） with cloud.
offshore
the coral reef is reinventing itself
by fits and starts, by hook and foot
and reef-wasn't-built-in-a-day
steady calm.
Patience comes easy to gastropods（腹足类）.
The after-war
before-, during, after-
the usual list, human power
reasserting itself
on the bodies of others.
Deep in the once
jungled, once war-riven
still falls smiling into death,
How many wars
has that peace survived?
It's said that just before he died,
the historical Buddha
sent south to Sri Lanka
a slip from the original
enlightenment（启蒙，教化） tree at Bodh Gaya.
That tree planted between the sites of tsunami and war
is now the oldest tree on earth, a living
emblem of compassion
for these last two thousand years.
It's guarded night and day at gunpoint.
点击  收听单词发音
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
上一篇：Lessons in Darkness 下一篇：The Bridge |
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
- 发表评论
-
- 最新评论 进入详细评论页>>
