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名人诗歌|Quotidian Poem

来源:www.6v3c.com 2024-04-21
by Patricia Fargnoli

When I heard the bombing

had begun I drove down

to Keene and bought

a 3x magnifying glass,

a sketch1 book

and drawing pencils. Then,

I went out behind the apartments

to snap off seed pods, weeds

I could not name

and a couple of brittle2 leaves.

I saved the afternoon

by studying edges

of petals3, seeds,

the marvelous veins4

and sketching5 them.

On the page, I wrote:

unknown weeds 10/7/01, found

in the patch between Applewood

and the Historical Museum;

on the day we began bombing.

Then I made a pot of soup

out of black-eyed peas

and a ham bone

I'd frozen from Easter.

I threw in onions, garlic,

parsley, cumin,

a couple of tomatoes

whatever made sense.

Enough for an army.


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