美国 罗伯特·邓肯 Robert Duncan  美国   (1919~1988)
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   Robert Duncan

I have often been allowed to return to pasture
If it were a scene made up mind
It is not my mind, but this place made up
I, it is so close to my heart
That contains all the thinking in the permanent pasture,
There is a lobby so that it
It is a place to create the light created by the
Shadows of various shapes fall from there
From there down all buildings,
I said I like the first the darling of God,
Our Lady of the flowers for his burning flame.
She is the sacred mountain at the foot of the Queen
The military is creating chaos in her group, composed by the word of the word
They are a good field around
It is only - field of dreams on the grass brush roll,
Grass swing to the east to the direction of going against the sun,
One hour before sun_set_.
The secret of the sun, we have children's games
"Chinese rose to go around" to see.
I have often been allowed to return to pasture
If this is the natural wealth of the mind
Some of the boundaries to make it from chaos
It is a people first get permission of the site
Real sign of things eternal.
(Zheng Min translation)
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Poetry, a natural thing
Evil or moral character of our
Can not promote poetry. "They grow
And decline
Just as they are every year
As a rock. "
Poetry
With thoughts, feelings and actions, and feeding
Tending their
Is a sense of urgency in the dark spirit of the ladder jump.
Insist that beauty is an intrinsic
Toward the source of
Trying to resist the (internally) discharging a trend that Jiang Liu
We heard a call and answer
It was the twilight of a world
The surging sound of the original
Wave from its birth in the young world may
Hazelnut salmon do not live in the wells falling
But the fighting in the waterfall, silently
Blind natural manner.
This is a picture for the mind.
The second lot: a moose drawn Stubbs
That last year's gorgeous velvet
Lying on the ground
That poem lonely face with a deer
The new antlers Xiaolei
Same
"A little heavy, a bit pretentious"
He is the only U.S.
He is completely deer.
(Zheng Min translation)
  
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