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樹  喬埃斯·基爾默  林木譯

 

 

我想我永遠不會見到

一首詩像樹一樣迷人。

 

一棵樹，把饑渴的嘴唇緊貼

大地甘甜流淌的乳房；

 

一棵樹整日仰望上帝，

舉起她多葉的手臂祈禱；

 

一棵樹夏日裏可能

在她的頭發佩戴知更鳥的巢；

 

她的胸口落過雪，

她與雨親蜜地生活。

 

愚鈍如我創作詩，

但隻有上帝才能創造一棵樹。

Trees

By Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

 

 

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