作者:查尔斯.布考斯基5 r B" D6 D/ I) C7 B, }
翻译:莫笑愚
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我醒来口干舌燥,蕨类植物死了,
' v$ [* X, P* u ^' t( ^1 z这些盆栽植物黄如玉米;
, w- Q! Q# B7 x0 s) S我的女人也已离开# {& Y& W( F* x# b% J
而这些空酒瓶仿佛血尽而亡的尸体
& n0 S$ Q* H6 Q9 }6 b用空虚环绕我;
5 ~( H ~ |2 y% J但阳光依然耀眼,$ p! f! q3 _5 A: c
我的女房东的字据笔迹端正; ~$ k$ H/ \$ `3 S
以温和而枯黄的口吻;什么风格,一个小丑
' W: ~" v$ n/ @+ ^/ P拿这尖酸的疼痛开玩笑;酸痛1 j' }$ z' A9 {, Z. q4 [$ g6 D, Z
由于它存在,仅此而已;8 d7 O, k! B! }* Y$ ?
我用旧刀片小心地剃须
( V2 l0 M5 D" n. L$ R+ M这个男人曾经年轻,并且0 i: m$ s) j; X/ }( h
据说是个天才;但是
, X ]2 }/ b8 {# y4 {那不过是叶子的悲剧,+ q; u* v+ }! j( |/ |: Z
这死亡的蕨类,这死亡的植物;; U3 [5 ?% j. J4 ?
我走进玩牌大厅9 L Y5 D; X# ^' t* Q7 W8 U
女房东就站在那里0 J* w# f( c8 k }0 N5 q& j. p
用最后的诅咒,
6 ?: c, y6 {5 M7 A6 p; x让我下地狱,
) q) p2 O0 x: ~+ [, Y7 [6 B& j她舞动肥大而热汗涔涔的臂膀( u& i Q/ A# k2 R W# h; `% W
大叫着索要房租# R/ i _. l/ D0 @' V
因为这个世界同时辜负了" V- T9 t# A# G- _# ~; f
我们俩。( T0 D+ A' G5 d! m! s; H
6 y& A: h1 U' Z; I6 [8 z(莫笑愚译于2015-05-08,于加州棕榈泉)
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; s0 ~) z1 l) e- \附英文原文:
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THE TRAGEDY OF THE LEAVES
9 C, `+ j' e! |9 Z) Y% aBY CHARLES BUKOWSKI7 J; n; I* j2 `6 x- M0 }
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! Z7 v" z" K1 w9 W- ~( vI awakened to dryness and the ferns were dead,! V$ W& g: i1 C! P. v* w
the potted plants yellow as corn;# l: Y2 Z7 W8 ~& i0 `6 D
my woman was gone
9 Y4 B6 b; M3 y+ V1 ^6 ^" `and the empty bottles like bled corpses
' \; M4 ~) ]* }+ G/ R/ Ysurrounded me with their uselessness;' c- I2 ?! `% u2 _! y
the sun was still good, though,4 c6 M3 a+ i( u. ^, l& e" Z ^
and my landlady's note cracked in fine and # X$ ~0 _# e. o* {( t) v, b$ W
undemanding yellowness; what style, a jester
7 r4 S( L0 \3 `* k, t( O. Swith jokes upon absurd pain; pain is absurd. O& }( J% m- R$ r5 w9 g1 F
because it exists, nothing more;
1 Q7 I: x o1 q) v9 \- m& n! O: aI shaved carefully with an old razor
5 y9 p; E1 X; u! ~the man who had once been young and
) x3 z! K% f" }* H9 w ~1 r: n, I9 Esaid to have genius; but
8 j! l$ u/ k* m2 q# e& h: ~4 ]that's the tragedy of the leaves,
5 y+ F3 X2 r4 w# B; othe dead ferns, the dead plants;! d5 j% g" r1 ?/ J T; r8 j7 X8 d
and I walked into a card hall1 L K4 Z) V! I7 Q
where the landlady stood- j! e1 ]6 u: V5 t* Y: i
execrating and final,$ V9 q+ {- o6 @
sending me to hell,
# n, ?" `: ?+ v( d4 l) Jwaving her fat, sweaty arms
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because the world had failed us f5 ~) r1 K" s: B9 M3 `/ ^
both.
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