沒哪個準將一年到頭
如松鴉那樣市民化。
既是個鄰居,又是個勇士,
滿懷尖叫般的狂喜,
一路追逐責難我們
這個二月天的風,
宇宙兄弟
從來都吹不走。
雪花和他親密無間;
我常見他們在一起嬉戲
老天在上注目著大家
神色如此凜冽,
我覺得理所應當
給受辱的天空賠禮道歉,
它誇張的皺眉只是滋養
他們的冒失莽撞。
這個大膽腦袋的睡枕
是氣味難聞的常青樹;
他的食櫥—寡言又好斗—
未知的,提神醒脑的東西;
他的性格滋潤,
他的未來難說;
不公的一種不朽
把這位鄰居遺漏。
(老哈譯,2019.10.4.)
NO brigadier throughout the year
So civic as the Jay.
A neighbor and a warrior too,
With shrill felicity
Pursuing winds that censure us
A February day,
The brother of the universe
Was never blown away.
The snow and he are intimate;
I ’ve often seen them play
When heaven looked upon us all
With such severity,
I felt apology were due
To an insulted sky,
Whose pompous frown was nutriment
To their temerity.
The pillow of this daring head
Is pungent evergreens;
His larder—terse and militant—
Unknown, refreshing things;
His character a tonic,
His future a dispute;
Unfair an immortality
That leaves this neighbor out.
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