心脏病房里的椰子--劳伦斯.赛欧

有几分黑暗的医院，全都是
一种状态，或另一种状态的心脏病，
摆成一排

终于，随着某个人的药物雾化器关闭，
大声喊叫“不”的声音！从一间放弃的耳房中传出，
或多或少安静了

然后，隔壁房间床上，
一位八十三岁的建筑工人，
在睡眠中快乐地唱了一句歌词--

它们在那里，都站成一排--
是的，不知何故它们，
歪斜地托在红白相间的支架上

和人类一样多种多样，每一个毛茸茸的果实
都任意摆布，其乳白色包在夜色的茧中
像一种长期坚持的希望
Hospital more or less darkness, and all
with a one way or another faulty heart,
laid out in a row

Finally, with someone’s nebuliser off,
and the voice shouting No! from a side-room giving up,
more or less quiet

And then, from the eighty-three-year-old builder
in the next-door bed, a single line sung
happily in his sleep –

There they are, all standing in a row –
and yes, somehow they are, cupped awry
in their red and white holders

Various as humans, and each hairy fruit
at the mercy, its white milk cocooned in the night
like a long-held hope.