《写给英美诗歌之魂》


2019-03-15 09:31:12  巢圣Chao  所属诗集  阅读136 】

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An Academic Poem on Milton's Blindness

Milton penned his Paradise Lost
The greatest heroic poem of English Literature
When his light was dimmed

Then by what light did he make it? One fondly asked
Guess it's the eye of his heart brightened
What's that? Another mildly frowned

Let's first see how many eyes man can have
When the forbidden tree was eaten by Adam and Eve
Their eyes were opened
Obviously it's not the eyes of their head
But the eyes of selfish hearts

Why?
If we consider how the first couple under the sky
Shifted their sin upon each other
And their Creator
We might also well posted of the causes
Of our own and current troubles

When bright became the selfish eye
Another eye went blind, an awesome eye
Jesus called it the lamp of our body
The lamp is Yahweh God
So it can be enlightened
Only by the Spirit of revelation and wisdom
To see Elohim

Now come back to Milton's blindness
His question was answered just by Patience
Can we now figure out with what light
Milton was scrabbling the greatest epic
Of the English language and the like



Nor shall Death Brag Thou Wand'erst in his Shade
-- Shakespeare, Sonnet 18

Bill, terribly true
That he died and was raised to life
And ascended to heaven
Seated by the right hand of Elohim
On the earth He is the words
Expounded from the books of Prophets

A poem is no more than a spear of David
Can scarcely be said as the word
Which if so gives life
When read aloud to oneself
The letter can be a whitewashed corpse
That smiles and scares and kills

To tell you the truth, Bill
Never have I realized to my surprise
Your sonnets are so Biblical
So many of your scholars in puzzle
Few really know
Including your country fellow
With whom you were in love
At your soul's rendezvous



Thy Sweet Love Remembered Such Wealth Brings
-- Shakespeare,Sonnet 29

His love is our wealth, William
So sweet in love He is love
And from Him comes love
Whenever I remember Him
Richer and richer my inheritance
A glorious crown that never fades

As I think on Him, Bill
His word tends to till my field
And my heart becomes His abode
His word is Him, not Bible

Can I say this is a piece of truth
Where our heart there our wealth
Where our treasure there our kingdom
In the union with Him I reign with Him



Go Catch a Falling Star
-- John Donne, Song

What's a falling star, Donne
Yeah a woman not true or faithful
Is there such a woman possible
Yeah the Great City of Babylon
The prostitute of the earth
and the mother of abominations

Were you catching such a falling globe
No! You were one as you wrote your letter
Spoiled by the false pen of a scribe
And captived by many a common character

Oh Donne! You failed to find a woman
True and faithful in your lifetime
Now you know why?
For all visions were sealed up by lie
With human heads as prophets
And human eyes as seers

Haha! Donne! Are you caught?
Some guess you'll be deadly hurt
I'd better let your poems pass
In case mine be trapped too in that abyss



Death, Thou Shalt Die
--John Donne, Sonnet 10

When will death die
At the last trumpet that sounds to fly
The perishabe will wear imperishability
The mortal immortality
That is when we speak in the Spirit
Death shall be destroyed

Then how
To prepare for that twinkle of eyes
For the time being
A feast of fat thing
A banquet of aged wines
Is prepared on an exalted mountain
The mouth of the beloved the best wine

Therefore, when the covering of all peoples
And the veil spread over all nations
Are both removed
Death shall be swallowed

Perhaps you are curious to follow
Where death will go
To the lake of fire of sulfur
Guess you still remember
The breath of Yahweh is a fire of sulfur







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