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玛丽·奥利弗《黑水塘》
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At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
oh what is that beautiful thing
1
At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
oh what is that beautiful thing