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译林出版社的卡佛帕今天上午举行，大家正襟危坐侃侃而谈，不过，一个真正的卡佛帕应该这样——就像1月8日喝的那顿百龄坛一样。

LUCK

I  was nine years old

I had been around liquor

all my life. my friends

drank too, but they could handle it

we'd take cigaretter, beer

a couple of girls

and go out to the fort

we'd act silly

sometimes you'd pretend

to pass out so the girls

could examine you

they'd put their hands

down your pants while

you lay there trying

not to laugh, or else

they would lean back

close their eyes, and

let you feel them all over

once at a party my dad

came to the back porch

to take a leak

we could hear voices

over the record player

see people standing around

laughing and drinking

when my dad finished

he zipped up, stared a while

at the starry sky----it was

always starry then

on summer night

and went back inside

the girls had to go home

i slept all night in the fort

with my best friend

we kissed on the lips

and touched each other

i saw the stars fade

toward morning

i saw a women sleeping

on our lawn

i looked up her dress

then i had a beer

and a cigarette

friends, i thought this

was living

indoors, someone

had put out a cigarette

in a jar of mustard

i had a straight shot

from the bottle, then

a drink of warm collins mix

then another whisky

and though i went from room

to room, no one was  home

what luck, i thought

years later

i still wanted to give up

friends, love , starry skies

for a house where no one

was  home, no one coming back

and all i could drink.

这里可以听到卡佛的朗诵。