作者:查尔斯.布考斯基
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我醒来口干舌燥,蕨类植物死了,
6 Q& U1 Y+ M$ h0 S这些盆栽植物黄如玉米;
! v2 g G. N& g7 T5 a! M我的女人也已离开8 w, B8 V6 t. a) G; j3 T
而这些空酒瓶仿佛血尽而亡的尸体3 J; q1 V9 d9 N6 L6 R8 m/ r
用空虚环绕我;
+ M$ w$ u9 e% @& K3 j9 D但阳光依然耀眼,6 _. a' d5 N* v, Q$ i a
我的女房东的字据笔迹端正; \. D3 t! F- O2 q
以温和而枯黄的口吻;什么风格,一个小丑
6 I0 P& P9 r6 d+ E+ ?2 B拿这尖酸的疼痛开玩笑;酸痛
1 e# E6 j+ L0 t8 L+ [% F+ f由于它存在,仅此而已;
) } E- Y N" j, r我用旧刀片小心地剃须
0 S3 ^$ Q5 V* ?9 F" g: t" X+ k这个男人曾经年轻,并且
+ g7 c: z1 p* m+ u9 G' m据说是个天才;但是1 [: X4 c7 p& a
那不过是叶子的悲剧,
# R& O/ E% f& c, ^/ m这死亡的蕨类,这死亡的植物;! M& N& N4 k) S& C ^
我走进玩牌大厅 i2 c' l- a; Q/ R* |( n2 Y
女房东就站在那里7 `+ I- f2 \. G S/ `; |1 `
用最后的诅咒,
! w; g/ {4 s- J5 v3 Q' |; z$ i让我下地狱,
6 \8 [: F$ ?, S2 C她舞动肥大而热汗涔涔的臂膀
; s6 ]& j( {. X/ G大叫着索要房租
8 e/ C# C. |+ J7 m$ W( [" ]因为这个世界同时辜负了: k9 u) J: [: \! J1 ~: f! f1 |
我们俩。
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(莫笑愚译于2015-05-08,于加州棕榈泉)
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附英文原文:: P3 f/ U) l. X# I# w5 G
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THE TRAGEDY OF THE LEAVES
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I awakened to dryness and the ferns were dead,* o l+ d3 G4 a1 w1 `! f1 P$ R( Z
the potted plants yellow as corn;
: }+ a( o ?7 `$ }% {" O8 {& ~0 U3 jmy woman was gone l. J' x% R1 H$ c, ?
and the empty bottles like bled corpses' X4 s% x g2 c# G" P
surrounded me with their uselessness;8 P) `$ O0 @; j3 U
the sun was still good, though, B* [7 t' b& ]# s$ @! {
and my landlady's note cracked in fine and
1 [5 |. ?2 H9 ^undemanding yellowness; what style, a jester$ Q/ r7 H9 g) Z) L* B" D
with jokes upon absurd pain; pain is absurd6 S2 J6 D* s* R3 g+ I+ z
because it exists, nothing more;
7 c6 p) b$ A% X5 xI shaved carefully with an old razor
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7 G( @8 F" }) Q& L0 Ysaid to have genius; but
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the dead ferns, the dead plants;, b# ?. z) Q' w
and I walked into a card hall6 E# g5 @( {+ [+ u# `0 `0 O
where the landlady stood
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sending me to hell," R& ~* ]- g5 s8 C6 y" c
waving her fat, sweaty arms
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because the world had failed us1 {# @! ], J$ E) U
both.% D( e. B1 y7 M, H
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