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September 25

Poetry writing course: exercise one

Rain

Walking in the rain

Yellow withered leaves

carved variegatedly

On the red-brick pavement

Tiptoeing in the prudence

Map of the yellow and red

Sketched confusingly

My coming whole life

Cautiously avoiding

The mud water on the ground

Living for dignity and elegancy

I feel the mud, running down my leg

Vexing and annoying

I cannot bend to wipe

In the haze of the mist

I walk like a ship

Coldness filtering

Half-awake pores

Undermining body

Invading into the soul

Bloody-red photinia

Wasteland of hysteria

I kick out all the order

Exhaust up every infinitude

I live, for all the lives one can live

Yet front is only a mud of water

A yellow withered leaf

A dying man of blood

African ants is swarming

Into my body frantically

Gorging my heart

Drinking my blood

I crouch and weep

I stagger in the wind

I crawl on the mud

With the void inside

And the wet outside

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	桂花蒸 Osmanthuswrote: 厉害哦，佩服！：） Sept. 27
	政董wrote: Rain running down on your face, maybe with tears Mud trapping your delicate steps, even your heart Still won't you lay down to rot Still want you to see a day without rain Miss Frodo Ramona, you're not the only ring bearer Behind you always stands firmly Mr Samwise Arthur Il pleut dans ton coeur comme dans la ville Mais veuille croire qu'il n'est pas un déluge infini Sept. 26

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