错误
郑愁予
我打江南走过
那等在季节里的容颜如莲花的开落
东风不来,三月的柳絮不飞
你的心如小小的寂寞的城
恰若青石的街道向晚
跫音不响,三月的窗扉紧掩
我达达的马蹄是美丽的错误
我不是归人,是个过客
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Hegira
Adam Morris
Slakers shambled along the coasts, the brine in the breeze searing nostrils, lashing cheekbones and the edges of eyelids, whittling parts of faces to... Read More »
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Mary Gordon
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The Amazing Argentine [excerpt]
John Foster Fraser
Lucas Mertehikian
translated by Jennifer Croft
In 1899, Scottish writer John Foster Fraser (1868-1936) made a name for himself in Great Britain with... Read More »
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Ken Harvey
Gordon’s cold had gone deeper, his breathing raspy and heavy. He had just made an appointment to see his doctor later that afternoon... Read More »

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