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12012年元旦那天,临近傍晚,我正在小区附近的小清河边散步,望着西山上边暮色渐浓的天幕上,几架闪烁着信号灯光的客机依次缓缓降落。这时手机铃声响起来,是诗人匡满,告诉我,他刚完成一首新诗,已经发到我邮箱里,想听听我的意见。还很郑重地强调:这是他近二十年最重要的作品,“里面是有骨头的”。回家打开电子邮箱,下载这首诗,标题是《我在地铁里老去》(见《中国作家》
On the New Year’s Day in 12012, near the evening, I was walking in the Xiaoqing River near the small residential area. Looking down at the twilight gradually rising sky above the western mountaintop, several aircraft with flashing light signals landed slowly. At this moment the ringing of the ringtone of the mobile phone is full of poets, telling me that he has just completed a new poem that has been sent to my mailbox and wants to hear my opinion. It is also emphasized solemnly: This is his most important work in the past 20 years, “There is a bones ”. Go home and open the e-mail to download this poem, entitled “I am old in the subway” (see “Chinese writer”