熱炎的夏

為了寫一篇被囑的文，困在家中兩天。

所以文章是被逼出來的。像個獸在斗室走來走去，翻了書，又發呆，又想。

外面的陽光驕縱的映照海面，我看了一下，又轉身。繼續打字。吃飯也不敢去。

現在。終於。寫完了。（不是寫好了）

明天，要去看電影。

五月天

悶熱。結果三人就有兩人病倒。
女兒參加英文考試，念奧登的”If I could tell you"。情詩，但女孩還未開竅，聽來沒有感情。這位”二十世紀最偉大的心靈”，詩中情境有時易明，有時難懂。他那首著名的”Funeral Blue"被用在電影”四個婚禮與一個葬禮”而廣被傳播。
我則喜歡他那首美術館

Musée des Beaux Arts

About suffering they were never wrong,
The Old Masters; how well, they understood
Its human position; how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood:
They never forgot
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot
Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer’s horse
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.
In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water; and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.

或許，英美詩我接觸的晚，但永不嫌遲。而女兒，可能就要與我反其道而行。等她會欣賞中詩之時，我有許多，許多的書可以借予她。
考完後，與她朋友吃生日餐，這時她就頭痛了。
她老爸與她，一起，都不舒服。三人坐在客廳有氣無力的看電視。
半夜，他要上醫院看急診，嘔聲大作，心焦慮，卻要鎮定。打了針回到家已快三點。
別病，什麼都好。別病，因為所有精神的擴展其實都一定靠著無病無痛的身體才能完成，思考與智慧以至所有形而上的美好，都得依形而下的平靜充裕才能前進。
故近年來，祈的求的，都是親人朋友的健康，青山在，美景才能繼續描繪。