时间：2014-03-22晨
地点：我的秘密花园
器材：我的Olympus E-PL1卡片机
附原创英诗中译诗歌一首：
《春天蔚藍》
作者：瑪麗.奧利佛*
在春天，這藍色天穹彎下來
在淺水灣的邊緣
暢飲黑色的雨水。
然後它們升起並飄向原野。
我生命的巨大骨頭有時感覺如此沉重，
而我身體熟知的所有招數——
相對的拇指，膝蓋骨，
以及頭腦敲擊又敲擊——
似乎不足以在這塵世渡我一生
而我思考：我多想
有一雙翅膀——
藍色的雙翼——
火焰的絲絛。
我多想將它們開啟，從黑色
雨水中上升。
然後我想到布雷克**，一個男孩——在倫敦的泥土和汗水中
緊盯這窗口，當上帝到來
振翅翩飛。
當然，他大叫大喊，
看見上帝的藍色身軀之軸線
斜倚窗台，
這千面之眼。
啊，誰知道。
誰知道什麼懸掛、飄蕩在窗口
在他和黑暗之間。
無論如何，布雷克這襪商的兒子站起來
轉身離開這煙熏的窗台和黑暗之城——
永遠地離開
從這工廠，這個人的抗爭，
進入一種想像的生活。
（莫笑愚譯，2014-03-26初稿於北京）
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註釋：* 瑪麗·奧利弗是一位美國詩人，於1984年贏得普利策詩歌獎。
** 指詩人威廉.布雷克，他在童年開始時充滿幻象。
附英文原文：
Spring Azures
by Mary Oliver*
In spring the blue azures bow down
at the edges of shallow puddles
to drink the black rain water.
Then they rise and float away into the fields.
Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy,
and all the tricks my body knows—
the opposable thumbs, the kneecaps,
and the mind clicking and clicking—
don't seem enough to carry me through this world
and I think: how I would like
to have wings—
blue ones—
ribbons of flame.
How I would like to open them, and rise
from the black rain water.
And then I think of Blake**, in the dirt and sweat of London—a boy
staring through the window, when God came
fluttering up.
Of course, he screamed,
seeing the bobbin of God's blue body
leaning on the sill,
and the thousand-faceted eyes.
Well, who knows.
Who knows what hung, fluttering, at the window
between him and the darkness.
Anyway, Blake the hosier’s son stood up
and turned away from the sooty sill and the dark city—
turned away forever
from the factories, the personal strivings,
to a life of the imagination.
Note:
* Mary Oliver is an American poet who won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1984. Her poem, Spring Azures, is an excerpt from her book New and Selected Poems, Volume One.
:** This is a reference to poet William Blake who experienced visions beginning in early childhood.
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