Nhuan LeXuan Poems
|81.||The Loving Heart||8/13/2015|
|82.||In The Wintry Wind||11/7/2015|
|83.||Thank You, America!||5/26/2004|
|86.||Owing To Eve||12/18/2004|
|87.||Laud To Pope John Paul Ii||12/20/2004|
|90.||The Train Whistle||6/15/2005|
|91.||In Memory Of My Father||6/18/2005|
|92.||My Life For My Mom's Laughter||5/8/2005|
|94.||The Right To Vote||10/22/2004|
|95.||Grant Me A Smile||12/2/2004|
|96.||My Old Age||11/24/2015|
|97.||Under The Purple Flowers||11/4/2004|
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Under The Purple Flowers
In the purple flowers’ shade
You kissed me the first kiss.
The moon lit its light of jade;
The cicadas sang their song of bliss.
Then, time passed fast and blind;
You went to your studies above
Leaving the purple flowers behind
With such a dreamlike love.
In each letter sent to the old place
You said you still missed this start
With the purple flowers of grace
And this young and true heart.
I have come back each day alone
To see the old flowers obsess
And hear the cicadas groan;
I feel such a vague distress.
I have nurtured ...
Owing To Eve
OF what is good and of what is bad,
The human race owes this knowledge to Eve.
By getting herself and Adam in fig leaves clad,
She was the first human Wisdom to conceive.
Alas! after that they were into a dilemma put
Between conservative hold and radical edification.
The libertine wanted to reject mythical root
And the ascetic to stand absurd predestination.