九月

我们坐到很晚，注视着黑暗慢慢摊开：

没用钟表计过时。

当重复接吻，张开怀抱

没人能说出时间在哪里。

现在已是仲夏：悬挂的树叶硕大而平静：

眼睛后面的一颗星辰，

袖口丝绸之下的一汪海，说

时间在不可知的地方。

我们站立着；叶子不曾记录这个夏天。

此刻不需要钟表

告诉我们只拥有记忆：

时间和我们的头颅一起怒吼

就像愚蠢的暴民当政时

不幸的国王与王后的脑袋；

树木悄悄地把它们的花冠

抛进水塘。

2006/7/2/ 处女译

September (1957)

We sit late, watching the dark slowly unfold:
No clock counts this.
When kisses are repeated and the arms hold
There is no telling where time is.


It is midsummer: the leaves hang big and still:
Behind the eye a star,
Under the silk of the wrist a sea, tell
Time is nowhere.

We stand; leaves have not timed the summer.
No clock now needs

Tell we have only what we remember:
Minutes up roaring with our heads


Like an unfortunate King\'s and his Queen\'s
When the senseless mob rules;
And quietly the trees casting their crowns
Into the pools.

牛逼。努力点吧，接替马悦然。哈哈。

那个诺贝尔文学奖的厮，叫马悦然吧。