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◎ 蜂鸟 (阅读5000次)




[英]D.H.劳伦斯(D.H.Lawrence,1885-1930)


我能想象,在某个原始哑默
而久远的想象世界里,
在那只有喘息和嗡嗡嘈杂,极可怕的寂静中,
蜂鸟们沿着林间通道竞飞。

在一切拥有灵魂之前,
当生命还是物质的喘动,是半生命时,
这小东西就在光辉中吱喳飞起了
飕飕穿过多汁、高大、迟钝的茎梗。

我相信那时还没有花,
在这世界,蜂鸟却闪现于万物之前。
我相信,它用长长的喙刺穿植物迟钝的叶脉。

也许它有苔藓那么大,
据说,小小的蜥蜴曾经很大。
也许它是可怕、刺戳的怪物。

如今我们倒过长长的时光望远镜看它,
这于我们是多么幸运。

◎HUMMING-BIRD

I can imagine, in some otherworld
Primeval-dumb, far back
In that most awful stillness, that only gasped and hummed,
Humming-birds raced down the avenues.

Before anything had a soul,
While life was a heave of Matter, half inanimate,
This little bit chipped off in brilliance
And went whizzing through the slow, vast, succulent stems.

I believe there were no flowers then,
In the world where the humming-bird flashed ahead of creation.
I believe he pierced the slow vegetable veins with his long beak.

Probably he was big
As mosses, and little lizards, they say, were once big.
Probably he was a jabbing, terrifying monster.

We look at him through the wrong end of the long telescope of Time,
Luckily for us.


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