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[A POEM] Stick and Sticks

2020-03-11  本文已影响0人  陈子弘


Stick and Sticks

Days before, I walked in the sticks somewhere
far from Chengdu, dried sticks along riverside.
While a poet dubbed it on the same day--
feeling grateful  in a Chinese word,
and the name stuck but well-used.
If it sticks in something and
sticks something somewhere,
it gets hold of the wrong end of the stick.

Sometimes I wrote to feel things twice
I had a wish list you would be on it.
It can become so used to pain,
then it may be so delicious and sweet.
But I am not sure if such a charge can stick,
or how to solve a riddle sticking out of my mind?
Days before, I walked in the sticks somewhere
far from Chengdu, dried sticks along riverside.

                                        March 11, 2020

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