At Blackwater Pond
At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
deep inside me, whispering
oh what is that beautiful thing
that just happened?
在黑水塘
缪剑刚译
整夜的雨后
黑水塘喧腾的水面,静了下来
我掬起一捧,慢饮
它的味道里,有石头、落叶和火的味道
它开始进入我的体内,变冷
唤醒我的骨头。我听见深入我的那部分
在窃窃私语。哦,仿若一瞬
美妙的事就已发生 |
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