【译诗】 《一短暂，缓慢的人生》 伊丽莎白 毕晓普

【译诗】
《一短暂，缓慢的人生》
                                            伊丽莎白 毕晓普
我们住进一个”时间“的口袋。
它是紧密的，它是温暖的。
沿着这条河黑暗的接缝
房屋，谷仓，两座教堂，
隐匿像白色的碎屑
在灰柳和榆树一蓬茸毛里，
直到”时间“择其一个手势；
他的指甲挠抓着木瓦屋顶。
粗暴地将他手伸进，
把我们翻出去。
                                 
                                              2014.9.25
                              
 “A Short, Slow Life”
                                                   Elizabeth Bishop
We lived in a pocket of TIme.
It was close, it was warm.
Along the dark seam of the river
the houses, the barns, the two churches,
hid like white crumbs
is a fluff of gray willows and elms,
till Time made one of his gestures;
his nails scratched the shingled roof.
Roughly his hand reached in,
and tumbled us out.