《歸來》 by 格麗克

 

歸來     /林木譯

 

你剛離開時

我感到害怕；然後

一個男孩在街上碰了我，

他的眼睛與我的齊平，

清澈而悲傷：我

叫他進來；我用

我們的語言和他說話，

但他的手是你的，

如此輕柔地提出致命的索取——

然後，無論我叫你們中的哪一個

沒有區別，

傷口是那麽深。

 

The Return

Louise Glück

 

At first when you went away

I was frightened; then

a boy touched me on the street,

his eyes were level with mine,

clear and grieving: I

called him in; I spoke to him

in our language,

but his hands were yours,

so gently making their murderous claim—

And then it didn’t matter

which one of you I called,

the wound was that deep.