經典英文詩歌：Beach Glass

　　Beach Glass

　　by Amy Clampitt

　　While you walk the water's edge，

　　turning over concepts

　　I can't envision， the honking buoy

　　serves notice that at any time

　　the wind may change，

　　the reef-bell clatters

　　its treble monotone， deaf as Cassandra.

　　to any note but warning. The ocean，

　　cumbered by no business more urgent

　　than keeping open old accounts

　　that never balanced，

　　goes on shuffling its millenniums

　　of quartz， granite， and basalt.

　　It behaves

　　toward the permutations of novelty——

　　driftwood and shipwreck， last night's

　　beer cans， spilt oil， the coughed-up

　　residue of plastic——with random

　　impartiality， playing catch or tag

　　or touch-last like a terrier，