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名人诗歌|Haunted

来源:www.zaazh.com 2024-10-22
EVENING was in the wood louring with storm.

A time of drought had sucked the weedy pool

And baked the channels; birds had done with song.

Thirst was a dream of fountains in the moon

Or willow-music blown across the water

Leisurely1 sliding on by weir2 and mill.

Uneasy was the man who wandered brooding

His face a little #CCCCFFr than the dusk.

A drone of sultry wings flickerd in his head.

The end of sunset burning thro the boughs3

Died in a smear4 of red; exhausted5 hours

Cumberd and ugly sorrows hemmed6 him in.

He thought: Somewhere theres thunder as he strove

To shake off dread7; he dared not look behind him

But stood the sweat of horror on his face.

He blunderd down a path trampling8 on thistles

In sudden race to leave the ghostly trees.

And: Soon Ill be in open fields he thought

And half remembered starlight on the meadows

Scent9 of mown grass and voices of tired men

Fading along the field-paths; home and sleep

And cool-swept upland spaces whispering leaves

And far off the long churring night-jars note.

But something in the wood trying to daunt10 him

Led him confused in circles through the thicket11.

He was forgetting his old wretched folly12

And freedom was his need; his throat was choking.

Barbed brambles gripped and clawed him round his legs

And he floundered over snags and hidden stumps13.

Mumbling14: I will get out! I must get out!

Butting15 and thrusting up the baffling gloom

Pausing to listen in a space twixt thorns

He peers around with peering frantic16 eyes.

An evil creature in the twilight17 looping

Flapped blindly in his face. Beating it off

He screeched18 in terror and straightway something clambered

Heavily from an oak and dropped bent19 double

To shamble at him zigzag20 squat21 and bestial22.

Headlong he charges down the wood and falls

With roaring brainagonythe snapt spark

And blots23 of green and purple in his eyes.

Then the slow fingers groping on his neck

And at his heart the strangling clasp of death.


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