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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Ada Limón
The Problem with Travel
Every time I’m in an airport, I think I should drastically change my life: Kill the kid stuff, start to act my numbers, set fire to the clutter and creep... Read More »
Passagem Literária da Consolação [são paulo]
Julián Fuks translated by Sarah Bruni
Call it bookstore anxiety disorder. I know I’m not the first to suffer from this affliction, and I won’t be the... Read More »
Ukrainian Tales of Buenos Aires
Stanley Bill
In the late 1920s somebody shot and killed a Ukrainian railway worker named Mykhaylo Marusiak on a street in Buenos Aires. The date is unknown. The... Read More »
Tufts of Dark Hair Attached to Indeterminate Bodies
Lincoln Michel
The wind whipped salty air against Silas Woodrow’s face, but his daughter was nowhere in sight. She was always doing things like this.
Silas walked... Read More »