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[size=13.84615421295166px]诗人眼中的荷花
[size=13.84615421295166px]——答李笠
[size=13.84615421295166px]一位花白长发披肩
[size=13.84615421295166px]满脸沧桑的诗人
[size=13.84615421295166px]如何与一朵粉白荷花
[size=13.84615421295166px]相提并论
[size=13.84615421295166px]诗出污泥
[size=13.84615421295166px]还时常裸露着
[size=13.84615421295166px]去掉了香气
[size=13.84615421295166px]却照样袭人
[size=13.84615421295166px]像你的长发撩拨
[size=13.84615421295166px]无需遮掩
[size=13.84615421295166px]喂养无色的孩子
[size=13.84615421295166px]污泥变净土
[size=13.84615421295166px]特朗斯特罗姆走了
[size=13.84615421295166px]不用手推车
[size=13.84615421295166px]也已走得很远
[size=13.84615421295166px]而你的豪情
[size=13.84615421295166px]酒后吐真诗
[size=13.84615421295166px]诗还健在
[size=13.84615421295166px](写于上海大瀚北外滩艺术中心,与李笠一起参加“没有花我们怎么办?——诗与画展”有感)
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