哈利·克里夫顿朗读《楼上的孩子》诗歌来到美术馆 第37期

UPSTAIRS CHILD Night when there is talking downstairs I am to be found hovering At the edges of the adult conversations. It is mostly the working of faces In hubbub, but sentences let fall I seize upon. Later I go away Upstairs to my own room. Lights out I have all the time in the world To compose myself, and quite self-consciously To mince and mimic late into the night. 楼上的孩子 入夜了，楼下有交谈 你会发现我盘旋在 成年人对话的边界。 主要是调动面孔 形成一片骚动，也有句子落下 被我抓住。 后来，我走开 回到我楼上的房间。灯灭了 我有世上的一切时间 来恢复冷静，羞怯而自觉地 悄声摹仿，扮着鬼脸，直至深夜。