a poem i d like to share with you all :-)

[lucyarliwu]

I couldn't help signning when I was reading here.

Try: I couldn't help sighing when reading her biography. (Is sighing right?)

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Ya,Ron, you are right, it should be 'sighing' not 'signing' hehe...
Oh, it must be an enormous job for you to do so many corrections for me,how do I thank you? What about a cup of hot coffee for a break?!

 

[RonBee]

I couldn't help signning when I was reading here.

Try: I couldn't help sighing when reading her biography. (Is sighing right?)

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Ya,Ron, you are right, it should be 'sighing' not 'signing' hehe...
Oh, it must be an enormous job for you to do so many corrections for me,how do I thank you? What about a cup of hot coffee for a break?!

Okay, send me some through my computer. If you can, send a donut too.
:wink:

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[lucyarliwu]

Okay, send me some through my computer. If you can, send a donut too.
:wink:

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Sorry Ron!

I'm afraid I have to ask you:" what is DONUT?", I can't find out this word from the reference books in my hands.

 

[lucyarliwu]

Ambulances (Philip Larkin)

Closed like confessionals, they thread
Loud noons of cities, giving back
None of the glances they absorb.
Light glossy grey, arms on a plaque,
They come to rest at any kerb:
All streets in time are visited. -

Then children strewn on steps or road,
Or women coming from the shops
Past smells of different dinners, see
A wild white face that overtops
Red stretcher-blankets momently
As it is carried in and stowed,

And sense the solving emptiness
That lies just under all we do,
And for a second get it whole,
So permanent and blank and true.
The fastened doors recede. Poor soul,
They whisper at their own distress;

For borne away in deadened air
May go the sudden shut of loss
Round something nearly at an end,
And what cohered in it across
The years, the unique random blend
Of families and fashions, there

At last begin to loosen. Far
From the exchange of love to lie
Unreachable inside a room
The traffic parts to let go by
Brings closer what is left to come,
And dulls to distance all we are.

Hi Tdol!
I have read this peom over triple times and tried to understand it each time, but it seems so hard for me to appreciate it according to my present English level. I tries to imagine the version of the coming ambulence in fast speed and the repercussion towards it from the people,atmosphere nearby. But I can't believe it that such a common thing of ambulence can stimulate the author so much imagination to depict and create such a peom,like the writer used " emptiness ' and 'soul' ,how could they tied together to an ambulence???
So what do you think the theme of this peom is? Can you tell me? And would you like to tell me what's your ideas of it?
I 'm afraid I have to read it more later.

BTW,I have read the others peoms written by Dickinson shared by Ron, but those peoms are so abstract that I was tossed in the loss totally.
I will give more comments about them.

Lucy in the ocean of peotry ( almost drown )

 

[RonBee]

Okay, send me some through my computer. If you can, send a donut too.
:wink:

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Sorry Ron!

I'm afraid I have to ask you:" what is DONUT?", I can't find out this word from the reference books in my hands.

I think I can help. (BTW, say a donut.)

donuts (also spelled "doughnuts"):
http://dir.coolclips.com/Food/Baked_Goods/Donuts/
http://dir.coolclips.com/Food/Baked_Goods/
http://www.clydesdonuts.com/
http://www.gourmet-donuts.com/
http://www.glutenfreedelights.com/bakerywindows/docinnam.html
http://www.glutenfreedelights.com/bakery.html
http://www.bestwaxembeds.com/bakery.html

Here is a recipe for chocolate donuts:
http://www.fawi.net/recipes/chocolatedonuts.html

That should do it.
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[RonBee]

Ambulances (Philip Larkin)

Closed like confessionals, they thread
Loud noons of cities, giving back
None of the glances they absorb.
Light glossy grey, arms on a plaque,
They come to rest at any kerb:
All streets in time are visited. -

Then children strewn on steps or road,
Or women coming from the shops
Past smells of different dinners, see
A wild white face that overtops
Red stretcher-blankets momently
As it is carried in and stowed,

And sense the solving emptiness
That lies just under all we do,
And for a second get it whole,
So permanent and blank and true.
The fastened doors recede. Poor soul,
They whisper at their own distress;

For borne away in deadened air
May go the sudden shut of loss
Round something nearly at an end,
And what cohered in it across
The years, the unique random blend
Of families and fashions, there

At last begin to loosen. Far
From the exchange of love to lie
Unreachable inside a room
The traffic parts to let go by
Brings closer what is left to come,
And dulls to distance all we are.

Hi Tdol!
I have read this peom over triple times and tried to understand it each time, but it seems so hard for me to appreciate it according to my present English level. I tries to imagine the version of the coming ambulence in fast speed and the repercussion towards it from the people,atmosphere nearby. But I can't believe it that such a common thing of ambulence can stimulate the author so much imagination to depict and create such a peom,like the writer used " emptiness ' and 'soul' ,how could they tied together to an ambulence???
So what do you think the theme of this peom is? Can you tell me? And would you like to tell me what's your ideas of it?
I 'm afraid I have to read it more later.

BTW,I have read the others peoms written by Dickinson shared by Ron, but those peoms are so abstract that I was tossed in the loss totally.
I will give more comments about them.

Lucy in the ocean of peotry ( almost drown )

For starters, it might be helpful to look up confessionals. Go here: http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=confessional I think the writer was comparing ambulances to confessionals both literally and figuratively. He uses metaphor in other places too. Writers often use the concrete to stand for the abstract. (What's the word for that, TDOL?)

If you have any questions about the Emily Dickenson poems, just ask. (Do you know what the first one is about?)

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[lucyarliwu]

For starters, it might be helpful to look up confessionals. Go here: http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=confessional I think the writer was comparing ambulances to confessionals both literally and figuratively. He uses metaphor in other places too. Writers often use the concrete to stand for the abstract. (What's the word for that, TDOL?)

If you have any questions about the Emily Dickenson poems, just ask. (Do you know what the first one is about?)
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Hi Tdol!
I have checked the link of confessional given by you, which is some place for people to confess what they had done wrongly. But what's the ambulances deal with the confessionals? Ambulances are used to help people hurted physically be transported to hospitals. So both confessionals and ambulances are trying to help hurted people, but just the former in mind and the latter is in body according to your saying "writers often use the concrete to stand for the abstract", am I right?
I still think I just know a bit of this poem, so how do I understand it from the words the writer described for the theme?

Oh , it's a shame that I can't know totally what the first poem of Dickinson is about ! Can you give me some hint of " A fellow in the grass"?
The second one is easier for me about "thunder"

 

[lucyarliwu]

I think I can help. (BTW, say a donut.)

donuts (also spelled "doughnuts"):

Here is a recipe for chocolate donuts:
http://www.fawi.net/recipes/chocolatedonuts.html

That should do it.
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Hi Ron!
Now this time I know so clearly what the donut is! It looks so yum from the pictures, really wanna pinch one hehe...
I'm sure it's typical of one of western foods maybe as a snack.Have you tried some Chinese food before? What about Bamboo-shoot Dumplings (we call it 'zong zi' in Chinese )? Have you tasted it before?

 

[RonBee]

For starters, it might be helpful to look up confessionals. Go here: http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=confessional I think the writer was comparing ambulances to confessionals both literally and figuratively. He uses metaphor in other places too. Writers often use the concrete to stand for the abstract. (What's the word for that, TDOL?)

If you have any questions about the Emily Dickenson poems, just ask. (Do you know what the first one is about?)
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Hi Tdol!
I have checked the link of confessional given by you, which is some place for people to confess what they had done wrongly. But what's the ambulances deal with the confessionals?

In the poem it says that ambulances are "Closed like confessionals." I think the comparison is that they are both closed in spaces. (So is a coffin, but I don't think they wanted to make that comparison.)

Ambulances are used to help people hurted physically be transported to hospitals.

Say: injured. ("Hurted" is not used.)

So both confessionals and ambulances are trying to help hurted people, but just the former in mind and the latter is in body according to your saying "writers often use the concrete to stand for the abstract", am I right?

Yeah, that kind of makes sense.

I still think I just know a bit of this poem, so how do I understand it from the words the writer described for the theme?

I'll have to look at the poem again to help you with that. BTW, have you seen my newest contributions in this section (Poetry & Writing)?

Oh , it's a shame that I can't know totally what the first poem of Dickinson is about ! Can you give me some hint of " A fellow in the grass"?
The second one is easier for me about "thunder"

The "narrow fellow in the grass" is a snake. Do you feel the same way about snakes as the writer of that poem? :wink:

It's good to see that you're back.

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[RonBee]

I think I can help. (BTW, say a donut.)

donuts (also spelled "doughnuts"):

Here is a recipe for chocolate donuts:
http://www.fawi.net/recipes/chocolatedonuts.html

That should do it.
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Hi Ron!
Now this time I know so clearly what the donut is! It looks so yum from the pictures, really wanna pinch one hehe...
I'm sure it's typical of one of western foods maybe as a snack.Have you tried some Chinese food before? What about Bamboo-shoot Dumplings (we call it 'zong zi' in Chinese )? Have you tasted it before?

I like Chinese food. In fact, I don't think there is any Chinese food I don't like. (I used to watch a TV program on Chinese cooking hosted by Martin Yan. His motto was: "If Yan can cook so can you" _:wink:_ ) I have never had any bamboo-shoot dumplings, but I would probably like it. I do like the noodles, and I like shrimp-fried rice. Mm, I think I am getting hungry. :wink:

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[lucyarliwu]

Say: injured. ("Hurted" is not used.)

I'll have to look at the poem again to help you with that. BTW, have you seen my newest contributions in this section (Poetry & Writing)?

The "narrow fellow in the grass" is a snake. Do you feel the same way about snakes as the writer of that poem? :wink:

It's good to see that you're back.

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Thanks Ron for your pointing out the misused 'hurted' to 'injured"

Sorry I havenot yet checked others contributions of peoms from you, I'll do it later.

Oh God! It's on earth a SNAKE in that mysterious poem,I got pretty shocked when I know the answer, that's too amazing! Thanks to see it unusually in the daily life, no wonder I have to any idea to guess out the fellow is the grass is just a snake Cool.......

Thanks for your welcome,Ron !

 

[lucyarliwu]

I like Chinese food. In fact, I don't think there is any Chinese food I don't like. (I used to watch a TV program on Chinese cooking hosted by Martin Yan. His motto was: "If Yan can cook so can you" _:wink:_ ) I have never had any bamboo-shoot dumplings, but I would probably like it. I do like the noodles, and I like shrimp-fried rice. Mm, I think I am getting hungry. :wink:

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I like Yan's motto "If Yan can cook so can you" too, which shows the spirit of persistence for doing things though they might be very hard

I guess for 100% sure that you don't know what bamboo-shoot dumplings look like,Ron! Can you believe that they are usually coated with the bamboo leaves or big reed leaves with glutinous rice inside.Sometimes,people would like to make them into pyramid shape,and fillings are various too nowadays like with sweet jujubes,bean paste,bacon,pork etc.
You might wonder why Chinese people can create this kind of food? Then there is also a story about its origin. Heard of Dragon Boat Festival before ?

Look, food culture here is not only to be tasted but also to be talked

Lucy is talking about food now )

 

[RonBee]

I'll tell you something about myself. I like snakes. I once let somebody drape a python around my neck. (It was only about five feet long.)

Snakes are cool!

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[RonBee]

A poem.

I would not like to see a snake
Slither out of my birthday cake.

:lol:

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[lucyarliwu]

I'll tell you something about myself. I like snakes. I once let somebody drape a python around my neck. (It was only about five feet long.)

Snakes are cool!

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I got stunned when you told about your favorate and the shocking story.
Frankly I dislike snakes, I even regard it as the most evil thing in the world, so I will never let any snake touch me not mention let a horrible python drape around my neck, I will die definitely. Wow, I got shivered just thinking of it. No, never!!!

So next time, if you wanna frighten me, it must work by saying that "here comes a snake !"

And what do you mean by saying " it was only about five feet long" with the "just "? So you 'd like a longer python around your neck?

BTW, I still love your short poem though I hate the snake!

 

[lucyarliwu]

Sorry for two same posts here, so I'm ready to delete one now, but what I don't understand is why I kept trying to post it last night but failed until today I found there are two here already !!

Weird! :?

 

[RonBee]

Another poem.

Mm, I'd like some donuts, yum!
Won't you please give me some?



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[RonBee]

I like Chinese food. In fact, I don't think there is any Chinese food I don't like. (I used to watch a TV program on Chinese cooking hosted by Martin Yan. His motto was: "If Yan can cook so can you" _:wink:_ ) I have never had any bamboo-shoot dumplings, but I would probably like it. I do like the noodles, and I like shrimp-fried rice. Mm, I think I am getting hungry. :wink:

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I like Yan's motto "If Yan can cook so can you" too, which shows the spirit of persistence for doing things though they might be very hard

He also had a rather attractive female assistant.

I guess for 100% sure that you don't know what bamboo-shoot dumplings look like, Ron!

You guessed right. :wink:

Can you believe that they are usually coated with the bamboo leaves or big reed leaves with glutinous rice inside.Sometimes,people would like to make them into pyramid shape,and fillings are various too nowadays like with sweet jujubes,bean paste,bacon,pork etc.
You might wonder why Chinese people can create this kind of food? Then there is also a story about its origin. Heard of Dragon Boat Festival before ?

I don't think I have ever heard of the Dragon Boat Festival before. In any case, that is all quite interesting.

Look, food culture here is not only to be tasted but also to be talked

Lucy is talking about food now )

(Say "discussed" rather than "talked" there. "Discuss" doesn't require an object.)

Food isn't just for eating
But is also an excuse for meeting.

When Lucy talks about food
She puts Ron in that hunger mood.


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[RonBee]

A couplet.

Ron came by to rescue Lucy
From drowning in deep poetry.



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[RonBee]

Would Lucy from China be averse
To Ron posting another verse?

:wink:

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