作者spacedunce5 (讀不完的書)
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標題[分享] Dean Young, Opal
時間Thu Aug 25 10:06:19 2022
Opal (2016)
Dean Young
It's not that Monet cared that much about stacks of hay.
Your feelings will never change, you'll just stop paying so much attention.
A whole summer's songs go by, the whole house turns blue.
A friend will need some help carrying boxes to the curb.
So slowly you'll reach into the pond's reflection of your own face--as if
reaching into your face!--the tiny fishes will brush your fingers like
nerves made of water.
Someone else will have to be young enough to climb the scaffolding around the
town hall to derange all four of its clock faces.
The same laughter will have to work the rest of your life.
A friend takes your arm in the woods, it's darker turning back.
You point at an opal in a glass case and the person behind it is only too
glad to let you see it against your skin but it's someone else's skin
you want.
You didn't get everything but you got a lot.
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