柏拉图的故事 (图)

I have always wanted to thank ALL friends I met on here, especially those who have paid attention to my poems and given me much support and good criticism, advices! Lately, I have read some really intelligent and professional (forgive me for using such a word:) reviews of my poems by YingYun and ZhiFan. My first reaction to their readings/reviews were pure mutual understanding and artistic support. It is rare to find serious, like-minded people online who are truly lovers of the art of words. Thier attitudes toward poetry, art, spirituality or life in large are of mature and intelligent, to say the least. I feel very grateful to be read and critiqued by friends like them.They make the time I spend on here worthwhile. I have also learned from friends like them. So, the experience of blogging has been fun for me :) Publishing poems in blogs is a better, faster way of sharing poetry than going thru the slow process of conventional publishing route. The immediate reaction and feedback from readers/friends are far more valuable and exciting than waiting for months or years to see one's works printed in paper by some picky publishers. I have done that in the past, and it took a lot of patience and self-confident to mail one's own work off to some strangers who will decide whether my poems were "good" or "not so good." Blogging is surely a new thing, for its literary values. To meet like-minded friends is also meaningful than spreading senseless words or wasting one's life reading senseless words. I have said before that I do not care how many people read/understand my poems. But, I do value the precious few who responde to my writings with their equal intelligence and humanness. Thank you, my friends!! Here's a paragraph I picked out of ZF's lastest review. I thought it's interesting for us to think about. As far as I'm concerned, this little story tells me that our human expections are always lured by something "better." We life for the "betterness" of life. We keep searching better this and better that. As the story goes, Plato ends up empty-handed. He missed so many "good ones!" The moral of the story tells me that it is human to have expectations, but we need to pay equal attention to what's under our very noses. IT is here! IT is now! IT is in you! ***************************** from ZF's article: 我还记得柏拉图的老师告诉柏拉图什么是爱情的故事：有一天，柏拉图问他的老师什么是爱情，他的老师就叫他到麦田去，摘一棵全麦田里最大最金黄的麦穗，期间只能摘一次，并且只可以向前走，不能回头。柏拉图于是照着老师的话去做了。结果，他因为想着还会有更大更金黄的麦穗在后面，而错过了那麦田里本来最大最金黄的麦穗，两手空空而回…… 而我从来都没有想过要全麦田里最大最金黄的麦穗，只想要一棵自己觉得顺眼，心跳得厉害，当看到他时，我的灵魂会与我的身体同在，那一棵哪怕看起来是又瘦又小的小麦穗对我来说也会是全麦田最大最金黄的麦穗，然而也是两手空空，没有亲眼见到过“爱情”。 爱，可以说是绝大多数女人活着的精神。虽然我并不相信爱情，而我依然在麦田中行走，还没有走到麦田的尽头。 6/3/05