Extracting the Stone of Madness 在线电子书 图书标签: 阿根廷  诗歌  皮扎尼克  Pizarnik  AlejandraPizarnik  诗  英文原版  文学   

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我在读机翻的.....哭了

“Ma pruedo en el lenguaje en que compruebo el peso de mis muertos.” 忧郁而激烈，诗歌即是她的生命。

“Ma pruedo en el lenguaje en que compruebo el peso de mis muertos.” 忧郁而激烈，诗歌即是她的生命。

“Ma pruedo en el lenguaje en que compruebo el peso de mis muertos.” 忧郁而激烈，诗歌即是她的生命。

半吊子西语还是得靠字典读个大概。等中文译版，英译没什么味道。

Of Things Unseen Before words can run out, something in the heart must die. The light of language covers me like music, like a picture ripped to shreds by the dogs of grief. And winter reaches for me like a woman who has fallen in love with a wall. Just whe...

Of Things Unseen Before words can run out, something in the heart must die. The light of language covers me like music, like a picture ripped to shreds by the dogs of grief. And winter reaches for me like a woman who has fallen in love with a wall. Just whe...

Of Things Unseen Before words can run out, something in the heart must die. The light of language covers me like music, like a picture ripped to shreds by the dogs of grief. And winter reaches for me like a woman who has fallen in love with a wall. Just whe...

Of Things Unseen Before words can run out, something in the heart must die. The light of language covers me like music, like a picture ripped to shreds by the dogs of grief. And winter reaches for me like a woman who has fallen in love with a wall. Just whe...

Of Things Unseen Before words can run out, something in the heart must die. The light of language covers me like music, like a picture ripped to shreds by the dogs of grief. And winter reaches for me like a woman who has fallen in love with a wall. Just whe...