終於靜下來,可眼皮也沈下來了。Dickson的詩太難讀,我這個老台北難以理解她和大自然的你儂我儂。既然不為美殉身,就來理所當然地搗蛋。二月底在華山藝文中心有一個電影人相互取暖的派對,插不上話又擠不進小圈圈的我,憤憤不平地拿了這本搗蛋詩集來抵兩百塊的門票錢:A Light in the Attic,Shel Silverstein著。
This Bridge搗蛋的小詩很好讀,也偷了我的台詞。
This bridge will only take you halfway there
To those mysterious lands you long to see:
Through gypsy camps and swirling Arab fairs
And moonlit woods where unicorns run free.
So come and walk awhile with me and share
The twisting trails and wondrous world I've known
But this bridge will only take you halfway there-
The last few steps you'll have to take alone.
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