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与我们的疯狂和喜爱的花独处我们看见真的没有什么可以写的了。甚至，有必要去写同样古老的事物以同样的方式，一遍遍重复同样的事物为了让爱继续，并逐渐变得不同。蜂箱和蚂蚁必须时时检查日子的颜色几百次地加进来并从夏天变化到冬天为了慢下来，慢到一种可信的萨拉班舞步，拥挤在那里，生动而静止。只有那时，我们生命那慢性的疏忽才能抚慰的裹住我们，用一只眼睛盯着那些茶色奢侈品的长影子如此深刻地陈述我们无准备的自我知识，我们日子的谈话引擎。Late EchoAlone with our madness and favorite flowerWe see that there really is nothing left to write about.Or rather, it is necessary to write about the same old thingsIn the same way, repeating the same things over and overFor love to continue and be gradually different.Beehives and ants have to be re-examined eternallyAnd the color of the day put inHundreds of times and varied from summer to winterFor it to get slowed down to the pace of an authenticSaraband and huddle there, alive and resting.Only then can the chronic inattentionOf our lives drape itself around us, conciliatoryAnd with one eye on those long tan plush shadowsThat speak so deeply into our unprepared knowledgeOf ourselves, the talking engines of our day.by JOHN ASHBERY作者 / [美]约翰·阿什贝利翻译 / 马永波朗读 / 六弟制作 / 蚊饭出品 / 读首诗再睡觉（dushoushizaishujiao）
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