柏拉圖的故事 (圖)

I have always wanted to thank ALL friends I met on here, especially those who have paid attention to my poems and given me much support and good criticism, advices! Lately, I have read some really intelligent and professional (forgive me for using such a word:) reviews of my poems by YingYun and ZhiFan. My first reaction to their readings/reviews were pure mutual understanding and artistic support. It is rare to find serious, like-minded people online who are truly lovers of the art of words. Thier attitudes toward poetry, art, spirituality or life in large are of mature and intelligent, to say the least. I feel very grateful to be read and critiqued by friends like them.They make the time I spend on here worthwhile. I have also learned from friends like them. So, the experience of blogging has been fun for me :) Publishing poems in blogs is a better, faster way of sharing poetry than going thru the slow process of conventional publishing route. The immediate reaction and feedback from readers/friends are far more valuable and exciting than waiting for months or years to see one's works printed in paper by some picky publishers. I have done that in the past, and it took a lot of patience and self-confident to mail one's own work off to some strangers who will decide whether my poems were "good" or "not so good." Blogging is surely a new thing, for its literary values. To meet like-minded friends is also meaningful than spreading senseless words or wasting one's life reading senseless words. I have said before that I do not care how many people read/understand my poems. But, I do value the precious few who responde to my writings with their equal intelligence and humanness. Thank you, my friends!! Here's a paragraph I picked out of ZF's lastest review. I thought it's interesting for us to think about. As far as I'm concerned, this little story tells me that our human expections are always lured by something "better." We life for the "betterness" of life. We keep searching better this and better that. As the story goes, Plato ends up empty-handed. He missed so many "good ones!" The moral of the story tells me that it is human to have expectations, but we need to pay equal attention to what's under our very noses. IT is here! IT is now! IT is in you! ***************************** from ZF's article: 我還記得柏拉圖的老師告訴柏拉圖什麽是愛情的故事：有一天，柏拉圖問他的老師什麽是愛情，他的老師就叫他到麥田去，摘一棵全麥田裏最大最金黃的麥穗，期間隻能摘一次，並且隻可以向前走，不能回頭。柏拉圖於是照著老師的話去做了。結果，他因為想著還會有更大更金黃的麥穗在後麵，而錯過了那麥田裏本來最大最金黃的麥穗，兩手空空而回…… 而我從來都沒有想過要全麥田裏最大最金黃的麥穗，隻想要一棵自己覺得順眼，心跳得厲害，當看到他時，我的靈魂會與我的身體同在，那一棵哪怕看起來是又瘦又小的小麥穗對我來說也會是全麥田最大最金黃的麥穗，然而也是兩手空空，沒有親眼見到過“愛情”。 愛，可以說是絕大多數女人活著的精神。雖然我並不相信愛情，而我依然在麥田中行走，還沒有走到麥田的盡頭。 6/3/05