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"He Fumbles at Your Soul"by Emily DickinsonHe fumbles at your SoulAs Players at the Keys -Before they drop full Music on -He stuns you by Degrees -Prepares your brittle natureFor the ethereal BlowBy fainter Hammers - further heard -Then nearer - Then so - slow -Your Breath - has time to straighten -Your Brain - to bubble Cool -Deals One - imperial Thunderbolt -That scalps your naked Soul -When Winds take Forests in the Paws -The Universe - is still -他用手指摸索你的灵魂 　　　像琴师抚弄琴键 　　　然后，正式奏乐—— 　　　他使你逐渐晕眩—— 　　　使你脆弱的心灵准备好 　　　迎接那神奇的一击—— 　　　以隐约的敲叩，由远而近—— 　　　然后，十分徐缓，容你 　　　有时间舒一口气—— 　　　你的头脑，泛起清凉的泡— 　　　再发出，庄严的，一声，霹雳—— 　　　把你赤裸的灵魂的外衣，剥掉—— 　　　巨风的指掌抱握住森林—— 　　　整个宇宙，一片宁静—— 江枫 译

Viv's practice on RWG, day 1.

The quality of mercy is not strain'd.It droppeth as the gentle rain from heavenUpon the place beneath. It is twice blest:It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.

Sonnet 18 By W.S. recorded on 15th Sep 2014