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Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, August 16, 2025

University of Cambridge / 再別康橋

Wren Library in Trinity College, University of Cambridge, was uppity and snooty.  No air conditioning and no fans, yet they claimed students were working in the Library so they limited the amount of visitors.  I didn't believe the excuse.  How could they maintain old leather-bound books in a stuffy room without temperature control?  Those books were national treasures; if even one page were damaged due to humidity, that would be horrible.  Oh, and the Library was blocked off; visitors could step in less than a quarter of the Library between 10am and 2pm on certain days only.  If they really hated tourists, simply close the whole Library off.  Do not offer half-assed view.

Sir Isaac Newton’s prism

Sir Isaac Newton’s walking stick

Sir Isaac Newton’s hair

no access beyond this shelf

Train tickets from Kings Cross to Cambridge

The funniest thing was, all Chinese people visiting UK must go to Cambridge because a poet in 1920s wrote about punting in Cambridge. That poem was (is?) in every junior high school textbook. People were so influenced that they must do punting in Cambridge. The punting people in Cambridge have figured this out. So all punting advertising banners outside Cambridge Train Station are in English and Chinese only, no other languages! I’m shocked that the university has not plastered the poem on every wall just to make money off of Chinese tourists. While in London, I heard tour groups speaking in different languages. In Cambridge, the only tour groups are Chinese!

徐志摩「再別康橋」(Saying Goodbye to Cambridge Again)

輕輕的我走了,
正如我輕輕的來;
我輕輕的招手,
作別西天的雲彩。

那河畔的金柳,
是夕陽中的新娘;
波光里的艷影,
在我的心頭蕩漾。

軟泥上的青荇,
油油的在水底招搖;
在康河的柔波里,
我甘心做一條水草!

那榆蔭下的一潭,
不是清泉,是天上虹;
揉碎在浮藻間,
沉澱著彩虹似的夢。

尋夢?撐一支長篙,
向青草更青處漫溯;
滿載一船星輝,
在星輝斑斕里放歌。

但我不能放歌,
悄悄是別離的笙簫;
夏蟲也為我沉默,
沉默是今晚的康橋!

悄悄的我走了,
正如我悄悄的來;
我揮一揮衣袖,
不帶走一片雲彩。

Thursday, December 28, 2023

The Equalizer (2014)

Another Hollywood trope. A man in a quiet life that nobody knew he was a bad-ass. Then the man was forced to re-join the violence to help someone helpless.

I don't mind. Shoot them up and beat them up! Denzel Washington was so cool.

When Math Teacher was reading John Milton's Paradise Lost, he had to stop at this section to read it to me: 

"Whence and what art thou, execrable shape,
That darest, though grim and terrible, advance
Thy mistreated front athwart my way
To yonder gates?  through them I mean to pass,
That be assured, without leave asked of thee:
Retire, or taste thy folly, and learn by proof,
Hell-born, not to contend with spirits of heaven."

Roughly translated as:

Where and what are you, shit face,
You think you're big and scary, you dare to block my way to the gate.
Rest assured I'm going to pass, without asking for your permission.
Get out of here, or taste your own medicine, and learn,
you trash, Not to fuck with the heaven born.

This scene was when Satan leading a group of fallen angels to try to get into Eden; a fugly shape blocked his way.  I immediately said Denzel Washington was the only one that could pull these lines off as Satan.  So dominating, so confident.  Anyone in his way will be pummeled to death.  Hollywood, call me!

Wednesday, June 9, 2021

寒山寺

這裡竟然有寒山寺
且非山寨!
連鐘都有!
每個觀光客都敲一下
不知是否左右鄰居聽煩了

寒山寺1

寒山寺2

回味一下!


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