作者:查尔斯.布考斯基
2 m+ w. r' f P; q翻译:莫笑愚
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8 w1 u: }! K( H我醒来口干舌燥,蕨类植物死了,
7 R/ {' j0 ^' Q8 N# m这些盆栽植物黄如玉米;4 L+ k! Q4 L3 \0 I
我的女人也已离开
. \. k/ {6 ^; |" c, P1 |而这些空酒瓶仿佛血尽而亡的尸体
6 v% O: }4 ]9 G+ W1 R4 V0 j用空虚环绕我;
' R" c" u# X0 c( Y' T f$ n7 d但阳光依然耀眼,
- l: B8 ^1 i9 p) l. B我的女房东的字据笔迹端正
2 e- \7 X! o/ ~) `# F% t- ~5 m以温和而枯黄的口吻;什么风格,一个小丑
" \) T4 r3 c7 s) |- t }( w4 Z拿这尖酸的疼痛开玩笑;酸痛
# N; \; p5 p- O7 n由于它存在,仅此而已;4 x# ]0 ^* U8 k
我用旧刀片小心地剃须3 L5 A6 T3 H2 F' W3 \# U3 C, i
这个男人曾经年轻,并且
0 b' @% m6 O" ~ L据说是个天才;但是% C% t5 u9 _/ u2 W0 L
那不过是叶子的悲剧,1 q3 O2 h" Y2 B% E$ j
这死亡的蕨类,这死亡的植物;: ~" ~! g# B8 `: a7 M
我走进玩牌大厅# B. t8 ~* D8 I% V% |
女房东就站在那里+ w8 b1 K! D) w# k
用最后的诅咒,
( x7 C, m" d, b$ [& d0 k1 G让我下地狱,
, I2 D5 D# U; x* }, m, W, t2 r# a她舞动肥大而热汗涔涔的臂膀3 `; M! S& m" V) G
大叫着索要房租
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) M! b" z. u4 b(莫笑愚译于2015-05-08,于加州棕榈泉)
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THE TRAGEDY OF THE LEAVES
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& ?& v2 i6 z- z2 a/ V/ rI awakened to dryness and the ferns were dead,) w: y5 ` B. {/ L+ Z6 G. c
the potted plants yellow as corn;
; C1 v) p J( \# u) D, smy woman was gone
% J+ g. u- E3 p1 N3 Q/ ~( A; _8 e# Eand the empty bottles like bled corpses! O" w1 a5 f, F: M' R
surrounded me with their uselessness;! L) y8 [3 n; ^/ g) \$ y
the sun was still good, though,) I: N8 U+ u, {' K( J. V9 ?& C1 a
and my landlady's note cracked in fine and 6 }" z, i. Z" [ D' K8 ?
undemanding yellowness; what style, a jester
% }% L5 W6 i0 q- p" E; `, b& Swith jokes upon absurd pain; pain is absurd, J2 p% D5 V2 }- E* f, i! x: _0 o
because it exists, nothing more;
. U1 @8 h( L! ]! w9 }: ~3 V z+ pI shaved carefully with an old razor
7 N' v! t6 B& Bthe man who had once been young and
9 j' l2 y$ D% R$ `' J2 X$ t3 Qsaid to have genius; but
+ N3 J' t2 c& Y0 x! a# N3 E4 o- Rthat's the tragedy of the leaves,
- c8 J% O4 }3 T/ B% `9 Q" l U8 ?the dead ferns, the dead plants;
+ |5 c1 P7 |) [$ K9 a8 C# X/ }and I walked into a card hall3 f4 h. J+ Z8 F1 R3 @
where the landlady stood. o& B4 ]1 o0 c. w, Q% n
execrating and final,
( ^% G2 i0 x& b3 ysending me to hell,, X! R4 U A- D1 N% C- R, F
waving her fat, sweaty arms3 N, I6 v$ w$ g
and screaming for rent2 \; F" w, n$ L+ Z7 x
because the world had failed us
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