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　　诗歌欣赏：Alone And Drinking Under The Moon

上海油压工作室　　Amongst the flowers I

　　am alone with my pot of wine

　　drinking by myself； then lifting

　　my cup I asked the moon

上海油压工作室　　to drink with me， its reflection

　　and mine in the wine cup， just

　　the three of us； then I sigh

　　for the moon cannot drink，

　　and my shadow goes emptily along

上海油压工作室　　with me never saying a word；

　　with no other friends here， I can

上海油压工作室　　but use these two for company；

　　in the time of happiness， I

上海油压工作室　　too must be happy with all

　　around me； I sit and sing

　　and it is as if the moon

　　accompanies me； then if I

　　dance， it is my shadow that

上海油压工作室　　dances along with me； while

上海油压工作室　　still not drunk， I am glad

　　to make the moon and my shadow

　　into friends， but then when

上海油压工作室　　I have drunk too much， we

　　all part； yet these are

　　friends I can always count on

　　these who have no emotion

　　whatsoever； I hope that one day

　　we three will meet again，

上海油压工作室　　deep in the Milky Way．

　　诗歌欣赏：Ambulances

　　Closed like confessionals they thread

　　Loud noons of cities giving back

　　Noen of the glances they absorb．

　　Light glossy grey arms on a plaque

　　They come to rest at any kerb：

上海油压工作室　　All streets in time are visited．

上海油压工作室　　Then children strewn on steps or road

上海油压工作室　　Or women coming coming from the shops

　　Past smells of different dinners see

　　A wild #CCCCFF face that overtops

　　Red stretcher－blankets momently

　　As it is carried in and stowed

上海油压工作室　　And sense the solving emptiness

上海油压工作室　　That lies just under all we do

上海油压工作室　　And for a second get it whole

上海油压工作室　　So permanent and blank and true．

　　The fastened doors recede． Poor soul

　　They whisper at their own distress．

上海油压工作室　　For borne away in deadened air

　　May go the sudden shut of loss

上海油压工作室　　Round something nearly at an end

上海油压工作室　　And what cohered in it across

　　The years the unique random blend

上海油压工作室　　Of families and fashions there

　　At last begin to loosen． Far

　　From the exchange of love to lie

　　Unreachable inside a room

　　The trafiic parts to let go by

上海油压工作室　　Brings closer what is left to come

　　And dulls to distance all we are．

　　诗歌欣赏：Canto

　　by Ezra Pound

　　And then went down to the ship，

　　Set keel to breakers， forth on the godly sea， and

　　We set up mast and sail on tha swart ship，

　　Bore sheep aboard her， and our bodies also

上海油压工作室　　Heavy with weeping， so winds from sternward

　　Bore us out onward with bellying canvas，

上海油压工作室　　Circe's this craft， the trim－coifed goddess．

上海油压工作室　　Then sat we amidships， wind jamming the tiller，

　　Thus with stretched sail， we went over sea till day's end．

　　Sun to his slumber， shadows o'er all the ocean，

　　Came we then to the bounds of deepest water，

　　To the Kimmerian lands， and peopled cities

上海油压工作室　　Covered with close－webbed mist， unpierced ever

　　With glitter of sun－rays

　　Nor with stars stretched， nor looking back from heaven

上海油压工作室　　Swartest night stretched over wretched men there．

　　The ocean flowing backward， came we then to the place

上海油压工作室　　Aforesaid by Circe．

　　Here did they rites， Perimedes and Eurylochus，

上海油压工作室　　And drawing sword from my hip

上海油压工作室　　I dug the ell－square pitkin；

上海油压工作室　　Poured we libations unto each the dead，

　　First mead and then sweet wine， water mixed with white flour．

上海油压工作室　　Then prayed I many a prayer to the sickly death's－head；

　　As set in Ithaca， sterile bulls of the best

　　For sacrifice， heaping the pyre with goods，

　　A sheep to Tiresias only， black and a bell－sheep．

上海油压工作室　　Dark blood flowed in the fosse，

　　Souls out of Erebus， cadaverous dead， of brides

　　Of youths and at the old who had borne much；

　　Souls stained with recent tears， girls tender，

　　Men many， mauled with bronze lance heads，

上海油压工作室　　Battle spoil， bearing yet dreory arms，

上海油压工作室　　These many crowded about me； with shouting，

　　Pallor upon me， cried to my men for more beasts；

　　Slaughtered the heards， sheep slain of bronze；

上海油压工作室　　Poured ointment， cried to the gods，

上海油压工作室　　To Pluto the strong， and praised Proserpine；

　　Unsheathed the narrow sword，

　　I sat to keep off the impetuous impotent dead，

　　Till I should hear Tiresias．

上海油压工作室　　But first Elpenor came， our friend Elpenor，

上海油压工作室　　Unburied， cast on the wide earth，

上海油压工作室　　Limbs that we left in the house of Circe，

　　Unwept， unwrapped in sepulchre， since toils urged other．

　　Pitiful spirit． And I cried in hurried speech：

上海油压工作室　　"Elpenor， how art thou come to this dark coast?

上海油压工作室　　Cam'st thou afoot， outstripping seamen?"

　　And he in heavy speech：

　　"Ill fate and abundant wine． I slept in Circe's ingle．

上海油压工作室　　Going down the long ladder unguarded，

上海油压工作室　　I fell against the buttress，

上海油压工作室　　Shattered the nape－nerve， the soul sought Avernus．

上海油压工作室　　But thou， O King， I bid remember me， unwept， unburied，

　　Heap up mine arms， be tomb by sea－bord， and inscribed：

　　A man of no fortune， and with a name to come．

　　And set my oar up， that I swung mid fellows．"

上海油压工作室　　And Anticlea came， whom I beat off， and then Tiresias Theban，

上海油压工作室　　Holding his golden wand， knew me， and spoke first：

　　"A second time? why? man of ill star，

上海油压工作室　　Facing the sunless dead and this joyless region?

上海油压工作室　　Stand from the fosse， leave me my bloody bever

　　For soothsay．"

　　And I stepped back，

　　And he stong with the blood， said then： "Odysseus

　　Shalt return through spiteful Neptune， over dark seas，

上海油压工作室　　Lose all companions．" And then Anticlea came．

上海油压工作室　　Lie quiet Divus． I mean， that is Andreas Divus，

上海油压工作室　　In officina Wecheli， 1538， out of Homer．

　　And he sailed， by Sirens and thence outward and away

　　And unto Circe．

　　Venerandam，

　　In the Creatan's phrase， with the golden crown， Aphrodite，

　　Cypri munimenta sortita est， mirthful， orichalchi， with golden

　　Girdles and breast bands， thou with dark eyelids

　　Bearing the golden bough of Argicida． So that

　　诗歌欣赏：Called into Play

　　by A． R． Ammons

上海油压工作室　　Fall fell： so that's it for the leaf poetry：

上海油压工作室　　some flurries have whitened the edges of roads

上海油压工作室　　and lawns： time for that， the snow stuff： &

　　turkeys and old St． Nick： where am I going to

　　find something to write about I haven't already

上海油压工作室　　written away： I will have to stop short， look

上海油压工作室　　down， look up， look close， think， think， think：

　　but in what range should I think： should I

　　figure colors and outlines， given forms， say

上海油压工作室　　mailboxes， or should I try to plumb what is

　　behind what and what behind that， deep down

　　where the surface has lost its semblance： or

上海油压工作室　　should I think personally， such as， this week

上海油压工作室　　seems to have been crafted in hell： what： is

上海油压工作室　　something going on： something besides this

上海油压工作室　　diddledeediddle everyday matter－of－fact： I

上海油压工作室　　could draw up an ancient memory which would

上海油压工作室　　wipe this whole presence away： or I could fill

上海油压工作室　　out my dreams with high syntheses turned into

上海油压工作室　　concrete visionary forms： Lucre could lust

上海油压工作室　　for Luster： bad angels could roar out of perdition

上海油压工作室　　and kill the AIDS vaccine not quite

　　perfected yet： the gods could get down on

　　each other； the big gods could fly in from

上海油压工作室　　nebulae unknown： but I'm only me： I have 4

　　interests——money， poetry， sex， death： I guess

上海油压工作室　　I can jostle those． ． ． ．

　　诗歌欣赏：Ephemera

上海油压工作室　　‘Your eyes that once were never weary of mine

　　Are bowed in sorrow under pendulous lids，

　　Because our love is waning．‘

　　And then she：

上海油压工作室　　‘Although our love is waning， let us stand

上海油压工作室　　By the lone border of the lake once more，

上海油压工作室　　Together in that hour of gentleness

上海油压工作室　　When the poor tired child， Passion， falls asleep：

　　How far away the stars seem， and how far

上海油压工作室　　Is our first kiss， and ah， how old my heart!‘

　　Pensive they paced along the faded leaves，

　　While slowly he whose hand held hers replied：

　　‘Passion has often worn our wandering hearts．’

　　The woods were round them， and the yellow leaves

　　Fell like faint meteors in the gloom， and once

　　A rabbit old and lame limped down the path；

上海油压工作室　　Autumn was over him： and now they stood

　　On the lone border of the lake once more：

上海油压工作室　　Turning， he saw that she had thrust dead leaves

　　Gathered in silence， dewy as her eyes，

　　In bosom and hair．

上海油压工作室　　‘Ah， do not mourn，’ he said，

上海油压工作室　　‘That we are tired， for other loves await us；

　　Hate on and love through unrepining hours．

　　Before us lies eternity； our souls

上海油压工作室　　Are love， and a continual farewell．‘

　　诗歌欣赏：A Prayer for my Daughter

上海油压工作室　　Once more the storm is howling， and half hid

　　Under this cradle－hood and coverlid

上海油压工作室　　My child sleeps on． There is no obstacle

　　But Gregory's wood and one bare hill

　　Whereby the haystack－ and roof－levelling wind，

上海油压工作室　　Bred on the Atlantic， can be stayed；

　　And for an hour I have walked and prayed

上海油压工作室　　Because of the great gloom that is in my mind．

　　I have walked and prayed for this young child an hour

　　And heard the sea－wind scream upon the tower，

　　And under the arches of the bridge， and scream

上海油压工作室　　In the elms above the flooded stream；

　　Imagining in excited reverie

　　That the future years had come，

上海油压工作室　　Dancing to a frenzied drum，

上海油压工作室　　Out of the murderous innocence of the sea．

上海油压工作室　　May she be granted beauty and yet not

上海油压工作室　　Beauty to make a stranger's eye distraught，

　　Or hers before a looking－glass， for such，

　　Being made beautiful overmuch，

　　Consider beauty a sufficient end，

　　Lose natural kindness and maybe

　　The heart－revealing intimacy

　　That chooses right， and never find a friend．

　　Helen being chosen found life flat and dull

　　And later had much trouble from a fool，

上海油压工作室　　While that great Queen， that rose out of the spray，

　　Being fatherless could have her way

　　Yet chose a bandy－leggèd smith for man．

　　It's certain that fine women eat

　　A crazy salad with their meat

　　Whereby the Horn of Plenty is undone．

　　In courtesy I'd have her chiefly learned；

　　Hearts are not had as a gift but hearts are earned

　　By those that are not entirely beautiful；

上海油压工作室　　Yet many， that have played the fool

上海油压工作室　　For beauty's very self， has charm made wise，

　　And many a poor man that has roved，

　　Loved and thought himself beloved，

　　From a glad kindness cannot take his eyes．

上海油压工作室　　May she become a flourishing hidden tree

上海油压工作室　　That all her thoughts may like the linnet be，

上海油压工作室　　And have no business but dispensing round

　　Their magnanimities of sound，

上海油压工作室　　Nor but in merriment begin a chase，

　　Nor but in merriment a quarrel．

　　O may she live like some green laurel

　　Rooted in one dear perpetual place．

上海油压工作室　　My mind， because the minds that I have loved，

上海油压工作室　　The sort of beauty that I have approved，

上海油压工作室　　Prosper but little， has dried up of late，

上海油压工作室　　Yet knows that to be choked with hate

　　May well be of all evil chances chief．

　　If there's no hatred in a mind

　　Assault and battery of the wind

上海油压工作室　　Can never tear the linnet from the leaf．

上海油压工作室　　An intellectual hatred is the worst，

　　So let her think opinions are accursed．

上海油压工作室　　Have I not seen the loveliest woman born

　　Out of the mouth of Plenty's horn，

　　Because of her opinionated mind

上海油压工作室　　Barter that horn and every good

　　By quiet natures understood

上海油压工作室　　For an old bellows full of angry wind?

上海油压工作室　　Considering that， all hatred driven hence，

　　The soul recovers radical innocence

　　And learns at last that it is self－delighting，

　　Self－appeasing， self－affrighting，

　　And that its own sweet will is Heaven's will；

　　She can， though every face should scowl

上海油压工作室　　And every windy quarter howl

　　Or every bellows burst， be happy still．

上海油压工作室　　And may her bridegroom bring her to a house

上海油压工作室　　Where all's accustomed， ceremonious；

　　For arrogance and hatred are the wares

　　Peddled in the thoroughfares．

上海油压工作室　　How but in custom and in ceremony

上海油压工作室　　Are innocence and beauty born?

　　Ceremony's a name for the rich horn，

　　And custom for the spreading laurel tree．

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