Goldenrod

Maggie Smith

I'm no botanist. If you're the color of sulfur
and growing at the roadside, you're goldenrod.

You don't care what I call you, whatever
you were born as. You don't know your own name.

But driving near Peoria, the sky pink-orange,
the sun bobbing at the horizon, I see everything

is what it is, exactly, in spite of the words I use:
black cows, barns falling in on themselves, you.

Dear flowers born with a highway view,
forgive me if I've mistaken you. Goldenrod,

whatever your name is, you are with your own kind.
Look—the meadow is a mirror, full of you,

your reflection repeating. Whatever you are,
I see you, wild yellow, and I would let you name me.






黄花

【美】麦琪·史密斯

我不是植物学家。如果你是硫磺色
而且你长在路边，你就是黄花。

你并不在乎我如何称呼，无论你出生时的名字
是什么。你并知晓自己的名字。

但是当我的车行驶在皮奥里亚附近时，天空是粉橘色，
太阳快速移动在地平线，我看到一切事物的

本真，尽管我用了这些词：
黑色奶牛、倒塌的谷仓，你。
亲爱的花儿生长在高速路旁的景观之中，
原谅我，如果我错认了你。黄花，

不管你的名字是什么，你和你的同类待在一起。
看——草地是一面镜子，镜子里开满了你，

你的倒影层层叠叠。无论你的名字是什么，
我看到了你，野黄色，我也愿意让你为我命名。

喜欢这种，相遇时一刹那的惊喜~

Look—the meadow is a mirror, full of you,

your reflection repeating. Whatever you are,
I see you, wild yellow, and I would let you name me.


看——草地是一面镜子，镜子里开满了你，

你的倒影层层叠叠。无论你的名字是什么，
我看到了你，野黄色，我也愿意让你为我命名。

青未 发表于 2023-12-28 09:22
喜欢这种，相遇时一刹那的惊喜~

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