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诗歌

诗、随笔、关于星象的文字。写过的，留在这里。Poems, essays, and writing about astrology. Keeping the pages here.

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    红移

    如果宇宙在慢慢地收缩直到涅槃那么行星的颜色应该看起来更蓝不用深蓝只比清晨稍多一抹淡淡的蓝霍金说过宇宙的法则是万有引力星云星系生生不息犹如阴阳太极

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    I Dare Because I Care

    It seems people have reached the same conclusion:He is a man who suffers from a strange delusionOf justice and equality, and lives in an ancient mythOf love and brotherhood for all men he deals with.Worse, this man even envisions an open society,

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    think practice without immediate results

    think the waywater shapes the shorelinecarves canyon from fissure

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    Gaius Kong: “Allahu Akbar” vs ISIS: “Allahu Akbar”

    “Allahu Akbar!”Gaius Kong, Dec 2016, New York, USAmy daddy says to me every night:

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    the old man’s sun

    july’s sun, so longed for in december,paints a burning light on his shoulderthat used to be both tender and tough.

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    The Sword and the Gospel

    Emperor Nero startled while Peter the Apostle blazed:The Gospel was not written by human hands. In His plan,The redemption has been done on earth for every man,

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    you

    the flow of people surges in and out of the subwayeach day I watch with a mix of longing and despairyou entered my world, a really dull place, I would say

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    What the Mirror Said

    Listen, oh womanyou are a speakergreater than Homer

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    Bad Poetry: A Poet and His Pen

    There is a poet and he has a penThe commonest tool amongst men,Oft with his wild textual skills

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    Two coffees tonight cost two bucks

    Two coffees tonight cost two bucksStaying to read stuff that truly sucksFrom Aeneid to Lucretia

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    The Pendulum of Life

    Nec, quae praeteriit, iterum revocabitur unda:Nec, quae praeteriit, hora redire potest.Ovidius Naso, Ars Amatoria, Lib. iii

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    Toto

    Toto, lovely puppy, my lady’s petOft you thrill her with your little pawsIn her arms or on her lap; um, your wet

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纸页散着，文字还在。Loose pages, words that stay.