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Mah Jongg Poem
Contributed by
butterat_zool
on
Wednesday, 11th April 2007 @ 03:53:56 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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The wind blows northward
through the dormant bamboo forests
in the middle of nowhere,
and perhaps, even bringing its draft
through the scholar’s open window,
towards the sun’s nadir throne,
this dead winter night.
The wind blows eastward, .....................................The wind blows westward,
swaying the youthful plumblossoms ...........................though only the chrysanthemums
in the young trees, ............................................are still around to wave about,
and perhaps, even carrying a few .............................and perhaps, even catch the eye
over the fisherman’s head .................................of the busy farmer, who gathers his crop
on its way to the rising sun, ........................................in the setting sun,
this lovely spring morning. ..................................this white autumn evening.
The wind blows southward,
combing the bright orchids
in the deep green fields
and perhaps, even carrying their scent
under the woodcutter’s nose
and the great sun overhead,
this brilliant summer day.
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butterat_zool
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2007-04-11 03:53:56]
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Re: Mah Jongg Poem
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by desireemiote on
Wednesday, 11th April 2007 @ 05:23:28 AM AEST
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I love the unique style of this poem. Never seen anything on this site like it. Good job.
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Re: Mah Jongg Poem
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 11th April 2007 @ 09:11:07 PM AEST
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I've played it.
This is VERY clever! You did a wonderful job with all the pieces, yup....clever! |
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Re: Mah Jongg Poem
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by Butterat_Zool on
Thursday, 12th April 2007 @ 04:31:50 AM AEST
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I messed up in my lead in. This is supposed to be read COUNTER-clockwise. Winter, spring summer, fall. Also, I should point out that east and west are reversed on purpose. The game of Mah Jongg uses a celestial compass, not an earthly one, because when you look at the compass rose from heaven, east are west are reversed. Thanks for reading!
BZ. |
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Re: Mah Jongg Poem
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by Dom on
Thursday, 12th April 2007 @ 10:23:11 PM AEST
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Beautiful depiction of the seasons in a very unique style.
This poem was a pleasure to read,
Dom |
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