The Old Moon

作者：白水

时间：2005-12-18 周日, 上午10:26

The last quarter moon is like a reaphook

sickles the stars.

that were once my dream,

it scattered in the sky.

The poetry

that were once my spirit

but today, just for a piece of bread,

I have to quit.

I cannot hold the glitter,

it breaks in the water.

The moon

incised silent lake

who knows about that bluish pain?

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