树

LinMu 2025-03-13 02:04:02 ( reads)

树乔埃斯·基尔默林木译

我想我永远不会见到

一首诗像树一样迷人。

一棵树，把饥渴的嘴唇紧贴

大地甘甜流淌的乳房；

一棵树整日仰望上帝，

举起她多叶的手臂祈祷；

一棵树夏日里可能

在她的头发佩戴知更鸟的巢；

她的胸口落过雪，

她与雨亲蜜地生活。

愚钝如我创作诗，

但只有上帝才能创造一棵树。

Trees

By Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

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