<p>A Walk After Dark<br/> <br/>A cloudless night like this <br/>Can set the spirit soaring: <br/>After a tiring day <br/>The clockwork spectacle is <br/>Impressive in a slightly boring <br/>Eighteenth-century way. </p><p>It soothed adolescence a lot <br/>To meet so shameless a stare; <br/>The things I did could not <br/>Be so shocking as they said <br/>If that would still be there <br/>After the shocked were dead </p><p>Now, unready to die <br/>But already at the stage <br/>When one starts to resent the young, <br/>I am glad those points in the sky <br/>May also be counted among <br/>The creatures of middle-age. </p><p>It's cosier thinking of night <br/>As more an Old People's Home <br/>Than a shed for a faultless machine, <br/>That the red pre-Cambrian light <br/>Is gone like Imperial Rome <br/>Or myself at seventeen. </p><p>Yet however much we may like <br/>The stoic manner in which <br/>The classical authors wrote, <br/>Only the young and rich <br/>Have the nerve or the figure to strike <br/>The lacrimae rerum note. </p><p>For the present stalks abroad <br/>Like the past and its wronged again <br/>Whimper and are ignored, <br/>And the truth cannot be hid; <br/>Somebody chose their pain, <br/>What needn't have happened did. </p><p>Occurring this very night <br/>By no established rule, <br/>Some event may already have hurled <br/>Its first little No at the right <br/>Of the laws we accept to school <br/>Our post-diluvian world: </p><p>But the stars burn on overhead, <br/>Unconscious of final ends, <br/>As I walk home to bed, <br/>Asking what judgment waits <br/>My person, all my friends, <br/>And these United States. </p><p>《天黑后的散步》</p><p>这样一个无云的夜,<br/>能让灵魂起飞:<br/>疲惫的一天之后<br/>这上了发条的景象<br/>令人印象深刻,以令人轻微厌倦的<br/>十八世纪的方式。</p><p>遇见一个如此无耻的凝视<br/>给青春期那么多安慰;<br/>我做过的事,不能<br/>像别人说的那样令人震惊<br/>如果受惊的人死后<br/>凝视还在那里</p><p>此刻,尚未准备去死<br/>却已到了这一时期<br/>当一个人开始怨恨年轻人,<br/>我很开心,这些天空中的时刻<br/>在中年生物之中<br/>也会被点数</p><p>把夜想成养老院<br/>而不是一个存放完美机器的棚子<br/>这更温馨,<br/>前寒武纪的红光<br/>消失了,像罗马帝国<br/>或十七岁的我</p><p>然而我们更喜欢<br/>古典作家所写的<br/>禁欲方式,<br/>只有年轻人和富人<br/>才有勇气和身份去演奏<br/>悲伤事物的曲调。</p><p>因为“现在”远走他乡<br/>就像“过去”,它被再度迫害<br/>呜咽,它们被忽视;<br/>真实不会被藏匿;<br/>有人选择痛苦,<br/>这不必发生的事却已成现实。</p><p>发生在这个特定的夜晚<br/>不按照既定的规则,<br/>一些事件已经对我们所接受的<br/>正义的法律厉声叫出第一声<br/>卑微的“不”,我们曾用这法律<br/>规训洪水之后的世界。</p><p>而星辰在头顶燃烧<br/>对最后的结局毫无知觉,<br/>我步行回家,上床,<br/>追问什么样的审判在等着<br/>我的身体,所有的朋友<br/>以及这些美国的州。</p>
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