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Oh my, they had forgotten my apple pie!

This McD I've never been
around the corner where I renewed my passport
while waiting, I decided to have a drink
McD would be quick,
and so I thought.

I couldn't find the counter
because nobody's behind it
then two ladies giggled from nowhere
and asked me what I need.

I ordered a cappuccino
cost me six fifty
eagerly took out my collection card, but
"We can't give you stamps,
we only serve drinks."

I shrugged and wondered if
an apple pie might set things right
these girls nodded but asked me to wait
Six minutes the most
that's what they promised
and so I waited six and six
and six minutes still.

I finished my drink
and it's about time
Oh my, they had forgotten
my dear apple pie!
I asked for a refund and kept the bills
guess it'll be just coffee
and the ugly photo on my passport.

520 纪念日

和你在树下闲聊
关于鱼的事
拇指还疼不疼
说起渔夫满手的伤痕
晚风是暖的,你用脚趾
轻轻推我的吊床
微晃的时候,我看见
许多个你
拿录影机的,握笔的
渔船上的,举起斧头的
被原住民围成一座城,还有
哄孩子睡觉的。

一阵晕眩,我赶紧稳住吊床
抬起头,这微笑太迷人。

French ham on my toast

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I like French ham on my toast
with some alfalfa on the side
Like any other ordinary mornings
a cow walks into it and sigh

With its head down
to see where to put his feet
traveling 45 meters per minute
on the hind leg of a pig

Or cochon as they called it
I too lowered my head
took a big bite off the hind, and
watched the cow stricken with panic

Trying to find its way out
the pig kicked the cow, so hard
that it fell off the sandwich
As I swallowed the gastro pedantry
off to work I'm about.

Visually Impaired

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I think I’m going blind, any time now
the notes are going
the clefs are going
even the sharps and flats are going
so are the slurs and staccatos.

How about the chord symbols?
they seem to have vanished
Even the double barlines had
abandoned me, what’s left
are just memories
of the good old songs

Still linger on, like a dried leaf
in a windy afternoon.







今早我烧坏了一个moka pot

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Venus de Milo 在灶上
断臂溶成了浆
我记得复杂的和弦关系
却忘了水
想不起怎样写一段
简单的旋律,于是
今早我烧坏了一个moka pot
即便她还是很美

美与实用

近日琢磨写作的意义,斟酌文字的美与实用价值,是否有冲突,或相辅相成。写作发自内心或向外寻觅,很多时候决定了作者的文风。今读《晚学盲言》之【繁与简】一篇,钱穆先生指出中国文化的体系里,音乐与文学无其独立性,故不能独立发展,而必须和作者身世、背景及整体社会配搭,才有了存在价值,“故非其人则无其文,非其志非其世则无其人”。

钱穆又道,希腊文学向外猎取战争神话,曲折离奇,意图取悦读者。希腊哲学不向内观,反而向外,讨论宇宙论、形而上学等,不懂得自己找出路。
读到这里,略有所悟。东西之不同,在于观心和外寻。实用的东西往往不美,但因实用,故有价值。美的东西未必实用,但因美,得以养心。若美无其独立性,需与其他事项会通配合,那么美其实建立在外在的实用之上,贯彻其实用的性能,如出淤泥之荷花。因此美与实用价值没有冲突,也不相辅相成,而是有了实,才能美。

“魔鬼网”到底有多厉害?

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\ 住城市,钓金龟的机会多过钓鱼。外子说起小时候钓鱼的事,总是津津乐道。说是家后面有条河,放学后就往河边去捉鱼。他用的是自制的“血滴子”:铁线圈里套个蚊帐布,绑上鱼线,往水里抛,等鱼上网就是了。他说每天捕鱼回家给晚餐添菜,一捕就是多少条的,城市人不懂,听了十分羡慕。

想想孩子只消每三两个月有一次捕鱼的机会,就不至于像母亲愚昧无知,只会到店铺里的钓虾场钓虾,确未曾摸过河里生龙活虎的鱼身躯。

于是我们买了网,开车到外地某溪流网鱼。一家三口双脚浸在溪水里,往较隐秘的地方捞,心想这有多难啊?小时候在福隆港“扑蝶”,网只花蝴蝶太简单了嘛。

当时只有七岁的孩子突然喊,捞到虾了!但接下来大家都处于捞空的状态,不禁对小孩肃然起敬,同时挫败指数增长。

搬到江沙,外子儿时鱼跃鳶飞的好地方。我总在期待那一天,“鱼”色可餐,甭干其他活了。于是我们到霹雳河边看巫裔朋友钓鱼,聊聊天,终于给我们见识了泰国人的伟大发明:魔鬼网(Jaring Hantu),也称“炸弹网”(Bomb Net)。

鱼竿长约8尺,前面绑条鱼线,再接上“魔鬼网”,像个小小的婴儿“纱笼”。网上有个弹簧,在里头塞点面包,挥挥鱼竿把网一抛,鱼儿就陆续有来。



这是跟makcik学的。那天看她捕鱼,用的是四寸网吧,捕的鱼儿不大,各种各样,虽叫不出名堂来,但是煎来吃非常爽口。

过去以为钓鱼挺闷的,原来完全不是这回事。喜欢钓鱼的人爱说话,看你垂钓就前来搭讪,聊聊收获和技巧,哪儿钓得最多鱼。聊开了,时间就过去了。观看鱼线和感觉鱼儿落网,是细腻的情怀。河水潺潺,偶尔鱼儿跃起,想多瞧一眼,可没了,令人低迴不已。


(本文载于8/10/2015《佳礼专栏》凭窗下望)