英文诗词：Nights

by Harvey Shapiro

Drunk and weeping. It‘s another night

at the live-in opera， and I figure

it‘s going to turn out badly for me.

The dead next door accept their salutations，

their salted notes， the drawn-out wailing.

It‘s we the living who must run for cover，

meaning me. Mortality‘s the ABC of it，

and after that comes lechery and lying.

And， oh， how to piece together a life

from this scandal and confusion， as if

the gods were inhabiting us or cohabiting

with us， just for the music‘s sake

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