瑪麗的詩：生命的故事

瑪麗·奧利佛一直渴望變成自然中的另外一種生命，變成一隻狐狸或者貓頭鷹，變成一棵玉米或者小麥，突破人類與自然之間的障礙，消融於自然的完整之中，她的這一獨特視角在她的詩裏會不斷地出現，我會一一展示。

 

生命的故事

當我住在黑橡樹下，

覺得自己就是樹葉；

當我住在小姐妹池塘邊，

就夢想自己

是留在岸邊的蒼鷺羽毛。

 

我曾是水中睡蓮，

根係如同精致的動脈；

我的麵龐如同星辰，

我的快樂洋溢。

 

後來我是追逐大海的腳步，

我了解潮汐，明晰海藻的成分。

我認識絨鴨，認識長著紅脖子的潛鳥

和它那揚起的喙和漂亮的眼睛。

我覺得我是大海波濤的浪尖，

是絨鴨光滑背上的水珍珠。

 

不，沒有什麽可以逃避的，

我也不曾想逃避這個結果。

放開雙腳，就是解決重力

和形狀單一的辦法。

 

此時我在這兒，

彼時我會在那兒，

 

我會是那片小小的白雲

俯視著水麵，

一動不動，還翹著兩條白腿

就像一隻小白羊。

 

Life Story by Mary Oliver

When I lived under the black oaks

I felt I was made of leaves.

When I lived by Little Sister Pond,

I dreamed I was the feather of the blue heron

left on the shore.

I was the pond lily, my root delicate as an artery,

my face like a star,

my happiness brimming.

Later I was the footsteps that follow the sea.

I knew the tides, I knew the ingredients of the wrack.

I knew the eider, the red-throated loon

with his uplifted beak and his smart eye.

I felt I was the tip of the wave,

the pearl of water on the eider's glossy back.

No, there's no escaping, nor would I want to escape

this outgo, this foot-loosening, this solution

to gravity and a single shape.

Now I am here, later I will be there.

I will be that small cloud, staring down at the water,

the one that stalls, that lifts its white legs, that

looks like a lamb.