詩人之塚

如此之殘秋。亂風、碎片、初雪。一杯酒在手，讀異國詩人之詩，瑞士菲利普·雅科泰的這半首詩“詩人之塚”，倒挺合時宜。
 

（詩人之塚）

別給蒙混了，
這些句子我不曾寫過
但它們，某天被一隻鷺或一陣雨寫下，
另一天又被一株山楊所寫。
一個愛的暗示就足以
讓它們降落。

這裏無人在家——
沒有人——在近旁或遠方。

(微笑 譯)


(Poet's tomb)

Don't be fooled,
these lines were not written by me
but, one day by a heron or a shower of rain,
another by an aspen.
A hint of love was enough
to set them alight.

Nobody home here—
no one—near or far.