一整夜雨之後
顛簸的湖已沉靜下來。
我捧手作杯掬水。悠然地
喝著。它的味道
如石頭，葉，火。它冷冽
沁入我身體，驚醒骨頭。我聽見它們
在我五內深處，輕聲議論
噢，剛才的那美妙之感
究竟是什麽呀？

（微笑 譯）
 

At Blackwater Pond
Mary Oliver


At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
deep inside me, whispering
oh what is that beautiful thing
that just happened?