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    一个叫做Russell Edson的诗人。写prose poem。

    如果有兴趣去读读的话,真的都是很有趣的东西。

    那种有趣,我形容不了,捉襟见肘啊。其实有点无厘头+讽刺的感觉。

    转两篇。之前在喜乐斯图书馆那里的书上还读到几篇更好玩的。有篇叫Large Thing

    读完的感觉就是这家伙太逗了。

    The Breast
    by Russell Edson


    One night a woman's breast came to a man's room and
    began to talk about her twin sister.
    Her twin sister this and her twin sister that.
    Finally the man said, but what about you, dear breast?
    And so the breast spent the rest of the night talking about
    herself.
    It was the same as when she talked about her sister: herself
    this and herself that.
    Finally the man kissed her nipple and said, I'm sorry, and
    fell asleep...

    A Historical Breakfast
    by Russell Edson


    A man is bringing a cup of coffee to his face,
    tilting it to his mouth. It's historical, he thinks.
    He scratches his head: another historical event.
    He really ought to rest, he's making an awful lot of
    history this morning.
    Oh my, now he's buttering toast, another piece of
    history is being made.
    He wonders why it should have fallen on him to be
    so historical. Others probably just don't have it,
    he thinks, it is, after all, a talent.
    He thinks one of his shoelaces needs tying. Oh well,
    another important historical event is about to take
    place. He just can't help it. Perhaps he's taking up
    too large an area of history? But he has to live, hasn't
    he? Toast needs buttering and he can't go around with
    one of his shoelaces needing to be tied, can he?
    Certainly it's true, when the 20th century gets written
    in full it will be mainly about him. That's the way the
    cookie crumbles--ah, there's a phrase that'll be quoted
    for centuries to come.
    Self-conscious? A little; how can one help it with all
    those yet-to-be-born eyes of the future watching him?
    Uh oh, he feels another historical event coming...
    Ah, there it is, a cup of coffee approaching his face at
    the end of his arm. If only they could catch it on film,
    how much it would mean to the future. Oops, spilled it all
    over his lap. One of those historical accidents that will
    influence the next thousand years; unpredictable, and
    really rather uncomfortable... But history is never easy,
    he thinks...

     

    http://www.bryantmcgill.com/World_Poetry/~R/Russell_Edson/

    这里还有更多可以看。