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　　英文抒情詩(shī)歌：First Words

　　Phillip B. Williams

　　A storm and so a gift.

　　Its swift approach

　　lifts gravel from the road.

　　A fence is flattened in

　　the course of the storm's

　　worse attempt at language --

　　thunder's umbrage. A tree

　　is torn apart,

　　blown upward through a bedroom

　　window. A boy winnows

　　through the pile

　　of shards for the sharpest parts

　　from the blown-apart

　　glass. He has

　　a bag that holds found edges

　　jagged as a stag's

　　horns or smooth as

　　a single pane smashed into

　　smaller panes that he sticks

　　his hand inside

　　to make blood web across

　　his acheless skin flexing

　　like fish gills

　　O-lipped for a scream

　　they cannot make.

　　He wants to feel

　　what his friends have felt,

　　the slant of fear on their faces

　　he could never

　　recreate, his body born

　　without pain. When his skin's

　　pouting welts

　　don't rake a whimper

　　from his mouth, he runs

　　outside, arms up

　　for the storm, aluminum

　　baseball bat held out

　　to the sky

　　until lightning, with an electric

　　tongue, makes his viscera

　　luminescent;

　　the boy's first word for pain

　　is the light's

　　new word for home.

　　英文抒情詩(shī)歌：Spéculation Hasardeuse

　　Arthur Vogelsang

　　No one was learning French fast.

　　I was learning French too slowly and

　　Some were learning at an average speed.

　　We had to learn it fast. There was a great plane

　　Coming for us and we had to know French

　　When we got on it or else.

　　Later we found out there was no or else.

　　We boarded the plane knowing an amount of French.

　　Enough that the others covered for me.

　　That was easy, I never spoke French,

　　I never spoke. Far up over Earth and France

　　Where we floated which of course was fun

　　In the great plane, in the great swift plane as I have said,

　　That high, the French spoke to us in French,

　　Numbers, "millième des soixante," and other manifold numbers

　　For hours -- division and multiplication are the hairiest,

　　The epitome of difficult, for a non-native speaker.

　　According to my character I did something else,

　　No counting, no speaking French. I was there

　　To float and study and be studied and do unmentionables

　　So I forgot about learning French fast and I forgot about

　　Their or else, I said to myself I think I am their or else.

　　I was not. In such a risky venture or spéculation hasardeuse

　　I think it was decided to include somebody not fast and not smart

　　Like a slow horse that keeps a posse at its safe pace, unambushed.

　　The endless arguments about this had been in French and English,

　　Back and forth endlessly they had gone at it,

　　So we began by trying to learn French fast.

　　英文抒情詩(shī)歌：Down Unwin's Track

　　Alison Brackenbury

　　And the rain stopped. And the sky spun

　　past the hills' flush of winter corn.

　　The mare strode out as though still young.

　　You walked. I almost said, last year

　　I saw a hare run with her young

　　just past the broken wall, just here.

　　Two flew in circles. First, one rose

　　upon its great back legs. It boxed

　　at air. The second flinched, then rose.

　　England has blackbirds, mice. To find

　　these strong black shapes makes the heart race

　　as barley under icy wind.

　　Boxing is courtship, failed. One broke,

　　tore past us to the rough safe hedge.

　　She crossed the sun. Her colours woke,

　　ears black, back russet, earth new-laid.

　　Her legs stretched straight. The late showers made

　　bright water fly from every blade.

　　
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