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苹果派的香气--玛吉.皮尔西

热度 2已有 33 次阅读2017-6-15 14:54 |个人分类:2017|系统分类:诗歌| falling, 巧克力, mother, 底特律, 甜甜的

我妈妈忙得团团转
烹调了十五盘菜
辛苦如绑到磨盘上
磨粉的驴子。

我妈妈把烘培作为舞蹈,
面粉从筛子落成一阵
优美的白色花粉雨。
糖就是甜甜的白雪。

她手掌下的面团
就是婴儿温暖的身体
在它们的意志像蘑菇一样涌现之前
此时它们都是她的。

她揉成的小甜饼一排排
放在烘烤板上,燕麦粉,
糖浆,柠檬,巧克力片,
任何人都可能爱的甜丝丝。

爱供应不足,
但馅饼对她糕点的指令
唯命是从,
外脆里甜。

甜品是她对底特律酸性黄云里
一望无垠的晴朗的奖赏,
恳求我父亲给钱,修理,缝补,漂白。

她在烤箱里制造甜蜜
除此之外无人能及
My mother cooked as drudgery
the same fifteen dishes round
and round like a donkey bound
to a millstone grinding dust.

My mother baked as a dance,
the flour falling from the sifter
in a rain of fine white pollen.
The sugar was sweet snow.

The dough beneath her palms
was the warm flesh of a baby
when they were all hers before
their wills sprouted like mushrooms.

Cookies she formed in rows
on the baking sheets, oatmeal,
molasses, lemon, chocolate chip,
delights anyone could love.

Love was in short supply,
but pies were obedient to her
command of their pastry, crisp
holding the sweetness within.

Desserts were her reward for endless
cleaning in the acid yellow cloud
of Detroit, begging dollars from
my father, mending, darning, bleaching.

In the oven she made sweetness
where otherwise there was none.
“The scent of apple cake” by Marge Piercy from Made in Detroit. © Knopf, 2015

发表评论 评论 (2 个评论)

回复 麦豆 2017-6-15 18:18
天 最后两句让我想到 赵丽华的田纳西。。。。
回复 平林 2017-6-22 10:18
感觉最后where otherwise there was none.是不是不是无人能及,而是一无所有

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