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(712-770 / Gong County / China)

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Moonlit Night

Tonight at Fu-chou, this moon she watches
Alone in our room. And my little, far-off
Children, too young to understand what keeps me
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  • * Sunprincess * (12/29/2013 9:04:00 AM)

    .....you know how to set a scene beautifully...nice..

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  • Abdelrahman Elawad (12/30/2012 4:35:00 AM)

    Nice i loved it.. brilliant

  • Arron Fowler (12/29/2012 3:48:00 PM)

    intresting poem ill give it 6/10

  • Samantha Turner (12/29/2011 11:33:00 AM)

    Love it! : D. Read some of mine? Comment and Rate i appriciate it!

  • Jeline Loh Jen-Li (12/29/2011 9:27:00 AM)

    I am a New Dreamer, Would like to have you invite you into the windows of my life.

    A New Beginning of a Deeper Friendship (Going on to Perfection)
    I remembered we were hanging out
    A week before Christmas
    You confessed that
    All you want for Christmas
    Is me
    I was happy to know that
    Then I playfully dared you
    If you were to express it publicly
    On your Facebook
    I will consider you
    Who knows after a great eventful Christmas
    You asked me
    Again for the third time in a year
    To be your girlfriend
    I was blushing on the outside
    While having butterflies on the inside
    I teasingly muttered if you were serious
    You haven’t posted it on your Facebook
    My intention was to see if he is man
    Man enough for me to consider
    I got quite anxious
    Wondered if he really would
    I changed my statement
    If you post it on Facebook
    I may not be your girlfriend
    If I would,
    It requires
    High commitment, High responsibility
    Not forgetting High Maintenance
    It is for a lifetime not a temporary basis
    Everything of yours will be mine
    While mine remains the same
    Truly, a Man he is!
    He was waiting for the right time
    To express how much he wanted me
    Lo and behold,11.58pm on a 2011 Christmas
    He posted his shout out to the world
    He held my hand and my fingers reacted
    While he said so now you are mine
    I replied the opposite from my hand language
    He then said you are!
    What makes you think so?
    Because you responded this time with
    With your hand gripping mine
    I asked why a day after Christmas?
    He said you wanted to put God first
    So I am the next prior to Jesus Christ
    But how can you propose without a flower?
    Then as I was searching for my house keys
    To head out of his car back home
    To call it a night
    Not just any night but a wonderful one
    Whilst he pulled out something from his car boot
    Hand it over to me
    A Bouquet of White Lilies
    Oh boy! I was really impressed by him!
    8 stalks of varieties of Oriental White Lilies
    It marks a new beginning
    Of a deeper friendship
    With two buds yet to blossom
    Going on to perfection.

  • Cs Vishwanathan (12/29/2010 1:17:00 AM)

    Kevin Straw says it right through and through. It is the work of a genius otherwise it won't interest us thirteen hundred years later. And his version is the better one for its emotional geometry.

  • Lee Cheng (12/29/2009 11:00:00 AM)

    今 夜 鄜 州 月 , 闺 中 只 独 看 。
    遥 怜 小 儿 女 , 未 解 忆 长 安 。
    香 雾 云 鬟 湿 , 清 辉 玉 臂 寒 。
    何 时 倚 虚 幌 , 双 照 泪 痕 干 。

    You know how did this poem come out?

    Tu Fu was caught by anti-government militants and gone to prison at that time.

    So, just think about his mood.

  • Kevin Straw (12/29/2009 8:16:00 AM)

    A poem of genius. But why cut it up so awkwardly? Would this be better?

    Tonight at Fu-chou, this moon watches alone in our room.
    And my little, far-off children,
    too young to understand what keeps me away,
    or even remember Chang'an.

    By now, her hair will be mist-scented,
    her jade-white arms chilled in its clear light.
    When will it find us together again, drapes drawn open,
    light traced where it dries our tears?

  • Aira Olayvar (12/29/2009 5:02:00 AM)

    “Light traced where it dries our tears”… a lonesome poetry, full of longings… being apart from the family and loved one is truly sensed.

  • Joseph Poewhit (12/29/2009 4:27:00 AM)

    Family and separation is well depicted

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