婚姻 R.S.托馬斯 林木譯
我們相遇
在一場鳥鳴的
細雨中。
五十年過去，
愛不過是這個世界裏
時間奴役下的
一瞬。
她曾年輕；
我在親吻時
閉上雙眼而睜眼時
看到她的皺紋。
“來吧，”死神說，
選她作為他的
伴侶，跳最後
一支舞，而她，
這位一生中
所做的一切
都帶著鳥兒般
優雅的女子，
此刻張開她的喙
發出一聲歎息
不比一片羽毛更重。
A Marriage R.S. Thomas
We met
under a shower
of bird-notes.
Fifty years passed,
love's moment
in a world in
servitude to time.
She was young;
I kissed with my eyes
closed and opened
them on her wrinkles.
'Come,' said death,
choosing her as his
partner for
the last dance, And she,
who in life
had done everything
with a bird's grace,
opened her bill now
for the shedding
of one sigh no
heavier than a feather.
