Piano

 

Piano By D.H Lawrence Read By Tony Britton Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me; Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings. In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide. So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.        Rebecca Lin 2012 14 Autumn In USA

 

[林貝卡]

回複 '隨想集' 的評論 :

確實如此。

[隨想集]

美好溫馨的詩歌，換起好多回憶，謝謝！

[林貝卡]

回複 'dongniya' 的評論 :

有鋼琴陪伴你的歲月，也是一種樂趣。

[dongniya]

平時有閑時，常也會動動我那原本為兒子買的鋼琴，如今她成了伴過渡過大鬱悶必情的良友。

[林貝卡]

回複 '南山鬆' 的評論 :

是的，詩人仿佛回到了童年。鬆鬆你也節日快樂。

[南山鬆]

觸景生情,舊日的時光讓人感動.
謝謝貝卡的精美分享, 節日快樂!