outland poetry
anthology
诗选
John Berryman
Dream Song (choose three)
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Life, friends, really annoying. We will never have to say.
After all, the sky shines, the sea longing,
Our own shining, eager,
And a kid, my mother (over and over again) said to me
"Means you admit that you are tired spiritual emptiness." I
I conclude that the spirit of emptiness, because I'm tired of shape.
I hate all people,
I hate literature, especially great literature,
I hate Henry, with his Achilles the same as
Hateful tyranny and difficulties,
His wife, his fearless love of art, which I hate.
Quiet mountain, gin, look like a burden,
I do not know what the reason a dog
Carefully to itself and its tail
To the mountain, sea or air,
Leaving: I, wagged his tail.
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Once again, my friend's death made him sit Fa Zheng,
Cold heart - her daughter got the first prize -
Impacts of Pre wife glared at him -
If this is the fun children's programs.
Friend's death allegedly committed suicide.
This news seems to hang with a bunch of things
Bi Hengli sense of cold, even longer than his loss,
He wrote to the widow of the day than
That letter asked, "in the end
What has happened, "the letter much longer.
All souls will gather tonight to this hopeless
Dust, as if
Groups of the soul, rising in helpless pain
That they do not care, that they bear
Any happened.
My eyes and soul thrown together, not stop,
The soul does not die in a
Refused to go home ... ...
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More active the moment arrived, gathering almost complete
Guests have left, he followed in the
Lively hostess back, although somewhat obstructing,
Although her to stop before all the normal impulse
Failure, yes, failure, and
Henry finally succumbed.
I like to give birth to a child, she groaned,
I am married. Henry muttered to himself
I did, and are willing to
Chastity. If he took possession of the lady
He can not forgive himself,
How can he repay it?
- Mr. Bohn, you recently seriousness, ho?
Loyalty is a good thing, but not natural,
You know that.
- When I see when I go astray I understand I understand everything,
In those glorious and painful years, forgive all
However, apart from Henry and his many wives hands melee.
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