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熊丹毅2022-11-18A slash of Blue! A sweep of Gray!Some scarlet patches- on the way-Compose an evening sky-A little purple- slipped between-Some Ruby Trousers- burried on-A Wave of Gold- A Bank of Day-This just makes out the Morning Sky!一痕蓝色—— 一抹灰色——顺便加几块红色的补丁，就形成傍晚的天空——一点紫色——插在中间——红宝石裤子——匆匆披上——金色的波浪——白日的海滩——刚好构成早晨的天空。
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熊丹毅2022-11-18We outgrow love, like other thingsAnd put it in the Drawer-Till it an Antique fashion shows-Like Costumes Grandsires wore.爱像其他东西，我们长大了就不再适用所以把它收进抽屉里——直到古老的方式再度流行——类似祖父母的服装。
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熊丹毅2022-11-18His voice decrepit was with Joy-Her words did totter soHow old the News of Love must beTo make Lips elderlyThat purled a moment since with Glee-Is it Delight or Woe-Or Terror-that do decorateThis livid interview-喜悦让他的声音衰老——让她的语言颠颠倒倒爱的讯息必得非常古老才使双唇岁痕深凿一时咕咕哝哝因为狂喜——是快乐或悲伤——或恐惧——装饰这铅灰苍白的相会——
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熊丹毅2022-11-18Not knowing when the Dawn will come,I open every Door,Or has it Feathers, like a Bird,Or Billows, like a Shore-无法知道曙光何时来，我打开每一扇门，是如鸟有羽还是如岸有涛——
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赵大闲2021-10-14His voice decrepit was with Joy- Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make lips elderly That purled a moment since with, Glee Is it Delight or woe- Or Terror- that do decorate This livid interview-
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赵大闲2021-10-14A Bird came down the Walk He did not know I saw He bit an Angleworm in halves And ate the fellow raw And then he drank a Dew From a convenient Grass And then hopped sidewise to the WallTo let a Beetle pass He glanced with rapid eyes that hurried all around They looked like frightened Beads, I thought He stirred his Velvet Head Like one in danger, Cautious I offered bim a Crumb And he unrolled his feathers And rowed him softer bome Than Oars divide the Ocean Too silver for a seam Or Buterflies, off Banks of Noon Leap, plashless as they swim
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绿小草2021-04-13Wisdom is more becoming viewedat distance than at hand.
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尘世舞2021-03-13#49 I died for Beauty-but was scarce Adiusted in the Tomb When One who died for Truth, was lain In an adjoining Room He questioned softly " Why failed? For Beauty, I replied. And I- for Truth- Themself are one We Bretbren, are"He said And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night We talked between the Rooms Until the Mass had reached Our lips And covered up -our nam
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姜小葱2020-10-26There is no Frigate like a BookTo take us Lands awayNor any Coursers like a PageOf prancing Poetry-This Traverse may the poorest takeWithout oppress of Toll-How frugal is the ChariotThat bears the Human soul.
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绿小草2021-04-13That blame is just as dear as Praiseand Praise as mere as Blame