Monday, April 13, 2009

Let’s Get On the Green Pitch

Let’s Get On the Green Pitch
By Laijon Liu 20090413
Poem for our Chinatown Soccer Club in New York City,
To Coach Gerhard and all playmates and teammates:-)

Let’s get on the green pitch
Be our own devils or gods
No more waiting weeps
And no more sideline talks

Let’s get on the grassy field
Before the dews drop off
There we shed our sweat
And there we taste our tear

Let’s get on the cradle bed
Before the world wakes us
There we swing in our dream
And there we look up to stars

Let’s get on with our ball
Before this magic stops
There we chase and fall
There our love never short

Let’s get on and get on
Till that whistle shouts
No more games or dreams
No more breath and no more

Friday, April 3, 2009

Sonnet – Shall I Compare Thee To A Wintry Night?

Sonnet – Shall I Compare Thee To A Wintry Night?
By Laijon Liu 20090403

Shall I compare thee to a wintry night?
Thou art more chilly and more extreme.
Blizzard storms don’t carry thy March madness.
And thy quiet night forever longer than the day.
Sometime too cold as if the hell gate is closed,
And often is her icy feature glares in crystal tear.
And every tide from tide sometime does rise:
By fate or Ying Yang all matters pass off,
But thy long wintry night shall never cease,
Nor lose any degree of temperature thou owest;
Nor shall great sun warm up thy lone heart,
When in these musing verses thou abidest:
So long as men recite Shakespeare’ songs,
Then so long thou abide, and this poem to they.

This poem is inspired (plagiarized) by Shakespeare’s sonnet ‘Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?’ You may think I am out of my mind, but I am just reading too much Shakespeare lately:-)

Sonnet 18 - Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?
by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Chinese Translate of 'Shall I Compare Thee To A Wintry Night?'

你就会存在, 并这诗也与他们同在.

读莎翁的十四行诗 ‘我应当把你比作夏日吗?’有感.