上海油压工作室英文诗歌:Epithalamium
Epithalamium
by Matthew Rohrer
In the middle garden is the secret wedding，
that hides always under the other one
上海油压工作室 and under the shiny things of the other one. Under a tree
one hand reaches through the grainy dusk toward another.
Two right hands. The ring is a weed that will surely die.
上海油压工作室 There is no one else for miles，
and even those people far away are deaf and blind.
There is no one to bless this.
There are the dark trees， and just beyond the trees.
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