《霜降》

 

《霜降》

--東風譯

 

餘暉熠熠的日落，
橘色中透著金黃；
整夜呼嘯的寒風，
一如哀婉的喪鍾；
那無形的臂膀，忽遠忽近，
在把脆微的星燈搖曳碰撞。

園子裏的花兒，
鵝絨般柔美，帝王般高貴，
漾著幸福的笑靨，
渾然不覺
那低低盤旋的呼嘯
裹脅著冰霜一樣，銀色的死亡。

我悲傷地注視
這些泛著酒紅色的臉龐，凝望，
凝望她們的高挑，傲嬌。
對她們輕訴，死亡
將於今夜降臨，
如銅鼓敲打著星光。

我最後一次地將吻印在她們的胸膛
這姣妍可愛的匆匆過客，擔憂，
早晨第一縷陽光帶走
那一去不返的美麗的哀愁。

我悲傷地注視
在如鏡的夜空中，輝光依舊的群星
落英，消亡。
我向熟睡的她們告別
身軀已裹上，霜雪般銀色的海洋
因為她們躍向的，是更加輝煌的安詳。

如今我陪在她們身旁，目睹
無動於衷的天穹，浸透白霜，
莽撞的風，肆虐著寒露
星燈，在一刻不曾停歇的銅鼓聲中搖晃。

2022.10.23.

 

譯自：

《First Frost》
by Edwin Curran

A SPARKLING sunset, oranged to gold,
Rings like a bell of sorrow told,
Across the night of whistling cold;
For now an arm swings near and far
The brittle lamp of every star.
The flowers grow in the garden pied
Velvet, imperial, laughing-eyed,
While on them all hovers a breath,
The whistling frost of silver death.
I grieve to see the wine-red crowd
And watch and watch them, tall and proud,
And tell them that tonight death comes,
Beating the stars like kettle drums.
For the last time I kiss their breasts,
The lovely golden fleeting guests,
Made sad to think on morning's shore
Their beauty will be nevermore.
I grieve to see them fall and die
Where kindled, burning, sparkling high
The stars make mirrors of the sky.
I bid them farewell in their sleep,
Wrapped now in snowy silver seas,
For they, immortal, will but leap
Like us, to a more marvelous peace.
And here I sit by them and view
The solid sky as white frost comes,
Knocking the winds to silver dew,
Beating the stars like kettle drums.