如此牢牢地被固定,令去意震惊;
鹈鹕奋力起飞翱翔,
鸬鹚迟疑的接近桥塔顶
忽闪的翅膀接近于缩写,
你的踌躇;
被帆灯戏弄
开口在拓展
在风犁出的皱褶之上—
超越蒸汽升起,
被拖回泡沫中—
在那儿留住你
然后分开
闪光的黑船,
风帆里鼓满童年
你害怕它离去,
却已驶过了河的血脉
你从来不会,
把字母雕刻成长背体,
栈桥隐没于狂风中。
Como Beach Jetty
-by John Kinsella
So firmly fixed, it shocks to leave;
pelican lifts heavy to soar,
cormorant belatedly on cap
of pylon, its wing-sweep
catching monogram,
your hesitation;
that frisked by sail-light
an opening widens
over wind-cauled furrows—
getting up a head of steam,
dragged back to foam—
to hold you there
and then break up
the bright black boat,
its sail so full of childhood
you dare not let go,
have done with river blood
you can never have,
letters carved long-back,
jetty lost to the squall.
发在原创没人批。拿过来大家看看翻的有什么问题。谢啦。 |