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英语诗歌：A Dusk

Christian Wiman

How slowly the mountain

takes it in,

like a diagnosis

of darkness.

The consolation

of a continuation

that has nothing to do

with you.

英语诗歌：

I Walk from Steeple to Steeple

Regan Good

You diagram promises by your advancements

but leave bad things behind -- germy wing.

(World like a large drum beaten by soft things.)

I've spun unlike the lilies without proper goals,

toiled in wrong ways, it was the wrong difficulty

I sought.

Stunning the newborn things, all

these babies baking in their brains or playing

in the fronds in their throes --

The steeples were needle-like in their insistence

that the answer was always up, yet, with gusto

one walks the paved streets under the boiling sun --

(We live in the world with the bird and the whale.)

Despite the hemlock on the hill; despite the crow --

I watched the movement of the birds exact diligence

of no consequence but description,

heavenly description, of things fluted and feathered,

things flying liquid and high.

They cleave and cluster,

break then roll, corrosive mites infesting underwings,

their stained skin hidden from the whorl in my eye.

Behind my back -- the hooded rill of woods.

(Sun gavels the clouds; rain pounds the underdrum.)

Birds are the lilies. The will is the sickle. Birdsong

over the Willsong, one whistles loudly on the bluestone,

especially through long rains, though most hotly in the sun.

One wears it as a crown -- the sun and its wreathing song.

(We are as in a big drum, cold, pale spring, the increments of an underwing.)

Above, birds flying in circles and common-seeming serpentines.

英语诗歌：Flight

Christian Wiman

-- after Anna Akhmatova

In the end we love the line love cannot cross.

In the end we fall for what we fail.

Forget friendship. Ardor.

Forget the years that only grow harder

as the soul recedes in what the years bring,

grown alien to any touchable thing.

Touch me. As I am. As you can.

My heart a bird's heart just beyond your hand.

英语诗歌：A Final Ease

Barry Spacks

After the vaunting reach for gold,

feeling no need for a curtain-call,

I'd leave the stage with ardor cooled

as Sisyphus, at the foot of the hill,

might give it all up, the crazy rote

of shove and sweat he'd always known,

cease with a smile, light a cheroot,

and sit down on his stone.