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Poetry
Marianne Moore
I，too, dislike it.
Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one discovers in it, after all, a place for the genuine.
【诗歌】
玛丽安娜・莫尔
如我，也，并非钟情于此
然而，阅读他，并彻底蒂蔑视他，终将有人于此中，发现真实。
(Translated by Wanda）
Silence
Marianne Moore
My father used say,
“Superior people never make long visits,
have to be shown Longfellow’s grave
Or the glass flowers at Harvard
Self-reliant like the cat—
That takes its prey to privacy,
The mouse’s limp tail hanging like a shoelace f