英文诗歌朗诵短篇

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　　英文诗歌朗诵短篇：Painted Turtle

　　Gretchen Marquette

　　Summer road the ring around the lake, we drove mostly in silence.

　　Why aren't I your wife?

　　You swerved around a turtle sunning itself.

　　I wanted to go back. To hold the hot disc of it and place it in the grass.

　　We were late for dinner.

　　One twentieth of a mile an hour, I said. Claws in tar. You turned the car around.

　　Traffic from the direction of the turtle, and you saw before I did, the fifty bones of

　　the carapace,

　　crushed roman dome, the surprise of red blood.

　　I couldn't help crying, couldn't keep anything from harm.

　　I'm sorry, you said, and let it hurt.

　　The relief, always, of you in the seat beside me, you'll never know.

　　Driving that road next winter, you remembered that place in the road. Your turtle.

　　During hibernation, a turtle's heart beats once for every ten minutes.

　　It cannot voluntarily open its eyes.

　　英文诗歌朗诵短篇：What I Wanted

　　Tracey Herd

　　was such a plump, bountiful

　　landscape of snow, more

　　than I'd ever dared wish for.

　　That was back when we had

　　proper winters, long ago,

　　when lawns and driveways

　　vanished: there were

　　no boundaries. Fences, walls,

　　gardens and homes dropped off

　　the edge of the world.

　　There was a muffled

　　silence each night when

　　darkness married with snow

　　to wake me from dreams

　　that began and ended

　　with the snow. I was hidden

　　from view behind a tree

　　whose branches were

　　perilously bent and laden

　　with snow, watching

　　a dark figure disappear;

　　then I would slip out fearlessly,

　　sure-footed and fleet,

　　with my magnifying glass

　　and pocket torch to follow

　　the tracks that led off as far

　　as a child's eye could see,

　　and then a little further.

　　英文诗歌朗诵短篇：Down Unwin's Track

　　Alison Brackenbury

　　And the rain stopped. And the sky spun

　　past the hills' flush of winter corn.

　　The mare strode out as though still young.

　　You walked. I almost said, last year

　　I saw a hare run with her young

　　just past the broken wall, just here.

　　Two flew in circles. First, one rose

　　upon its great back legs. It boxed

　　at air. The second flinched, then rose.

　　England has blackbirds, mice. To find

　　these strong black shapes makes the heart race

　　as barley under icy wind.

　　Boxing is courtship, failed. One broke,

　　tore past us to the rough safe hedge.

　　She crossed the sun. Her colours woke,

　　ears black, back russet, earth new-laid.

　　Her legs stretched straight. The late showers made

　　bright water fly from every blade.

　　
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