我曾感受一個葬禮，在我腦海裏
文/ 艾米莉 · 狄金森
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我曾感受一個葬禮，在我腦海裏
送葬的人們來來去去
不停地踩踏 -- 踩踏 -- 直到似乎是
"感覺” 正在突破而出
當他們全部坐定，
一個儀式，象一隻鼓 --
一直敲打 -- 敲打 -- 直到我以為
我的意識快要變麻木 --
然後我聽到他們舉起一個箱子
吱吱咿咿橫過我的靈魂
穿著那些同樣的鉛靴，再一次，
然後空間 -- 開始長鳴，
正如所有天空都是一隻鍾，
且存在，不過是一隻耳朵，
並我，和靜默，某種奇怪的競賽，
毀壞的殘骸，孤獨，這個場所--
然後理智的木地板，破碎，
且我掉了下去，並掉下去 --
每下沉一次，就撞擊一個世界，
並且不再知曉 -- 然後 --
（July 7 2017 譯定）
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (280)
Emily Dickinson, 1830 - 1886
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading – treading – till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through –
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum –
Kept beating – beating – till I thought
My Mind was going numb –
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space – began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race
Wrecked, solitary, here –
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down –
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing – then –
