作者:Mary Oliver
译文、配图摄影:真念一思
The first fish
I ever caught
would not lie down
quiet in the pail
but flailed and sucked
at the burning
amazement of the air
and died
in the slow pouring off
of rainbows. Later
I opened his body and separated
the flesh from the bones
and ate him. Now the sea
is in me: I am the fish, the fish
glitters in me; we are
risen, tangled together, certain to fall
back to the sea. Out of pain,
and pain, and more pain
we feed this feverish plot, we are nourished
by the mystery.
第一条
被我捉住的鱼
不愿安静地
在提桶里
躺下
而是拼命挣扎,大口呼吸
在越来越炽烈的
惊恐气氛中
死去
死于缓缓流逝的
可望而不及的希望。后来
我剖开它的身体,将鱼肉
和鱼骨分开
吃掉了它。现在大海
在我身体里: 我就是那条鱼,那条鱼
在我体内闪闪发光; 我们
纠缠在一起,上升,当然必将
落回大海。脱离痛苦
而痛苦,还有更多的痛苦
我们为这个狂热的阴谋提供着养料,也被这个秘密
所滋养......
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