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名人诗歌|One First Try and then Another

来源:www.cflfrl.com 2024-03-07
by Brian Blanchfield

Careful, a night set on edge

the European tradition of virtuoso1

and the raw desire to articulate.

I pushed them both backward on the bed in the end

and each played on, one first

try and then another.

Soft then on succession thought.

The instrument all torso is loved where are held

fitting the flown down hou百度竞价推广artin with a reed

or belying2 midway uncertainty3

in tandem4 the hands, and acts adolescent.

A natural vaults5 a natural

development, his farther back barn jacket

American and strewn as if spare.

Thought soft the crescendo6 all along

saws, neither stroke inward or from the heart

except it begins unbecoming

building in roomy youth.

We have our no, libido7, go.

Then all limbs arms and loudly I don't want to

play down the skillless touch


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