Say you hoped to
tame something
wild and stayed
calm and inched up
day by day.Or even
not tame it but
meet it halfway.
Things went along.
You made progress,
understanding
it would be a
lengthy proccess,
sensing changes
in your hair and
nails.So it's
strange when it
attacks:you thought
you had a deal.
-----Kay Ryan
读这首登载7月25日的NEW YORKER上，非常喜欢他的自然和一气呵成，没有故作高深。据纽约客介绍诗人因“THE BEST OF IT: NEW AND SELECTED POEMS"获得今年的普利策奖.
