Between my finger and my thumbThe squat pen rests; as snug as a gun.Under my window a clean rasping soundWhen the spade sinks into gravelly ground:My...
A thick crust, coarse-grained as limestone rough-cast,hardened gradually on top of the four crocksthat stood, large pottery bombs, in the small pantry...
WindflowersWindflowers,windflowersmy father told me not to gonear themHe said he feared them alwaysand he told me that theycarried him awayWindflowers...
If 如果If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,But make all...
What kind of world is it my friendthat little children see?I wonder if they see God firstbecause they just believe?Do they see strength in caring eyes...
这就是我们每个人的故事。这颗树就是我们的父母。小时候，我们喜欢和爸爸妈妈玩……长大后，我们就离开他们，只在需要什么东西或者遇到麻烦的时候，才回到他们身边。无论如何，父母永远都在那儿，倾其所有使你快乐。你可能认为这个男孩对树很残酷，但这就是我们每个人对待父母的方式。A long time ago,...
Right from the start he is dressed in his best - his blacks and his whitesLittle Fauntleroy - quiffed and glossy,A Sunday suit, a wedding natty get-up...
出卖灵魂 The Selling of a SoulBy Sorley MacLean北京外国语大学 张剑 译析A poet struggling with the world’s condition,Prostitution of talents1 and the bondageWith whic...
I’ve been working on the railroad All the live-long dayI’ve been working on the railroadJust to pass the time awayCan’t you hear the whistle blowing?R...
Follow Your Dream I have a friend named Monty Roberts who owns a horse ranch in San Ysidro. He has let me use his house to put on fund-raising events...