在十二月的夜晚上床 埃倫·巴斯 林木譯
當我鑽入被子,融入
你的溫暖,我想我們就像
三十年前寫的一封情書,
某個年老的神每天仍在閱讀,
然後小心地放回它的信封裏。
Getting Into Bed On A December Night
By Ellen Bass
When I slip beneath the quilt and fold into
your warmth, I think we are like the pages
of a love letter written thirty years ago
that some aging god still reads each day
and then tucks back into its envelope.