英语诗歌:What the Girl Wore

英语诗歌:What the Girl Wore

　　At the store, on the hanger1, the blue dress must have fallen

　　like water to a froth of frilled hem2, its bodice as smocked

　　as a christening gown. A season out of date, her mother chose it

　　from our local department store chiefly for the high collar,

　　but I knew it was a dress Lisa wouldn’t have been caught

　　dead in. Just hidden under the neckband of lace, the circle

　　of her purple necklace, each dark bead3 a fingertip of efficient

　　bruise that we already knew about anyway, and simply went on

　　imagining, as we, her classmates, filed past the white coffin4.