送交者: shine 于 2010-01-13, 22:12:18:
回答: 是这样的。不过你要是 由 Eiin 于 2010-01-13, 22:03:12:
Reginald Shepherd
A quick wind weeding the sky
when we step through the glass door,
clouds plucked and swept from sight
A full moon sets out repairing
the night, putting streetlights
in their proper place
The dandelions are foreigners
like me, some yellowed, some gone
to gray: all stragglers, late for sleep
And we have grown deciduous,
losing our leaves, letting down
our green and palmate
in preparations for December,
for this and for all year,
our naked branched evasions,
your fingers warming mine
If the world were an experiment,
you would still be waiting