- ROB LO, YUCHIA
- 1985年生,宜蘭人。紅樓詩社出身,臺灣大學新聞研究所碩士。現於資本市場討生活,頭不頂天,腳不著地,所以寫字。 曾獲文學獎若干。著有現代詩集《青春期》,《嬰兒宇宙》,《偽博物誌》,《我只能死一次而已,像那天》,《嬰兒涉過淺塘》;散文集《樂園輿圖》、《棄子圍城》、《天黑的日子你是爐火》、《阿姨們》。作品多次選入年度散文選、年度臺灣詩選,以及《七年級新詩金典》、《港澳台八十後詩人選集》等選本。 Contact email: yclou342011@gmail.com
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Oct 18, 2005
2005/09/11
911。
somebody call 911. and somebody died on 9/11
somebody laid on bricks, and somebody cried
years ago we mourned over death
we blamed. blamed someone that should take responsibility on it
somebody survived but somebody didn't make it right.
world goes on. darkness faded out. But there's still no lights.
Lights were all out. the world lived
lived on the unfair.
One should not be treat like that. like that.
NO ONE deserved death like that.
somebody call 911 on 9/11. they screamed in vain
they fell down in vain. they could not fly
No one were angels.
The world went on wrong. Skies turned to the usual grey
Days, the city streets are wet again with rain
in the wind, on the winding road,
should somebody call 911...
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