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Grass Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Wlaterloo Shovel them under and let me work I am the grass; I cover all. And pile them high at Gettysburg And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun. Shovel them under and let me work. Two years, ten years, and the passengers ask the conductor: What place is this? Where are we now? I am the “grass”. Let me work. 為什麼作者說他是草勒??? Oranges The first time I walked With a girl, I was twelve, Cold, and weight down With two oranges in my pocket. December .Frost cracking Beneath my steps, my breath Before me, then gone, As I walked toward Her house, the one whose Porch light burned yellow Night and day, in any weather. A dog barked at me, until She came out pulling At her gloves, face bright With rouge. I smiled, Touched her shoulder, and led Her down the street, across A used car lot and a line Of newly planted trees, Until we were breathing Before a drug store. We Entered, the tiny bell Bringing a saleslady Down a narrow aisle of goods. I turned to the candies Tiered like bleachers, And asked what she wanted Light in her eyes, a smile Staring at the corners Of her mouth. I fingered A nickel in my pocket, And when she lifted a chocolate That cost a dime, I don’t say anything. I took the nickel from My pocket, then an orange, And set them quietly on The counter. When I looked up, The lady’s eyes met mine, And held them, knowing Very well what it was all About. Outside, Afew cars hissung past, Fog hanging like old Coats between the trees. I took my girl’s hand In mine for two blocks, Then released it to let Her unwrap the chocolate. I peeled my orange That was so bright against The gray of December That, from a distance Someone might have thought “I was making a fire in my hands.” 作者說的 fire意味著什麼勒?? Days Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring diadems and fagots in their hands. To each they offer gifts after his will. Bread, kingdoms, stars, or sky that holds them all. I, in my pleached garden, watched the pomp, Forgot my morning wishes, hastily Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day Turned and departed silent. I , toolate, Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn. 詮釋一下內涵!! -- 從現在開始.我只疼妳一個.寵妳.不會騙妳. 答應妳的每一件事情.我都會做得到.對妳講的每一句話.都是真話. 不欺負妳.不罵妳.相信妳.有人欺負妳.我會第一時間出來幫妳. 妳開心的時候.我會陪著妳開心妳不開心.我也會哄得妳開心 永遠覺得妳最漂亮做夢都會夢見妳. 在我的心裡.只有妳. -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 203.71.95.126
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