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8/27/2017 9:51:33 AM

king jing
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Sun is going down,
How sierra save the nightfall;
Philomels break in.

My heart is beating to sing,
My steps are drumming to sing.

Soaring to the highest vertex,
My thought is fizzing to sing;
Looking up the summit,
My vision is capering to sing;
Of chasing westing sunset,
I am trekking up to sing;
‘twixt paces covered lush flora,
Flank cascades are roaring to sing;
Towards the bald-rounded stupa,
Nimbi are scudding to sing;
I ascend the peak betimes,
We are all harmonizing to sing.

Shall I sing to thee the last summer day?
When as thy shimmer blusheth snow whiteclouds,
And the cerulean sky reddeneth my way,
So do I soaking with the piedmont crowds.
We all have covered hectic glory might;
I the forlorn one wallow in thee free,
Take a phetic memoir of coming night;
‘Tis like a ritual of contempo glee.
More passion is quenching my dasein ego,
With or without thee, nothing lieth invain,
Whenever cometh night, fever longings glow;
Of thine areo-crimson I move on again.
Do not beweep thy fading rasure, bereaved;
Lest thine emotion conquer my wit,rereaved.

Lo! Luna igniteth zenithal zeal yearningly.
Adieu! Bypassing yestersummer eve.
Saving our last velleity,
Till Thou and I meet no more.
Surrounding by the hymn of cicadas chirpand nightingales tweet,
Under silver rondure corona,
Mayst Thou still feel for me, tho’ alterednew?
May I still find ho pontos, tho’ tiredaskew?
Effing what ye are about to murmur,
Retaking what I have been lost.

Destiny is not something I play;
Amor is not nothing I pray;
Yer art not everything I stay.
edited by kingjing on 8/27/2017
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9/1/2017 8:30:05 AM

king jing
Posts: 3
A. R. Harris wrote:
I really like the section in which the senses and nature are joining to sing to the last summer day. Overall the poem seems heavy with "dictionary words"--words that are not commonly used in conversation that the reader would probably have to look up to understand. (nimbi, piedmont, phetic, contempo, dasein, rereaved, velleity, rondure, ho pontos) I do not understand the meaning of "How sierra save the nightfall; Philomels break in.)



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