十四行诗（42）

我的唇吻过谁的唇，为什么，在何地，
我都已忘记，我的头枕着谁的臂弯
直到清晨，我也忘记，而今晚
冷雨中充满鬼魂，敲打着窗玻璃，
叹息着，等待我的回应，
在我心中，一股隐痛搅动翻转，
为了那些被遗忘的少年，
不再于子夜时向我哭泣失声。

就像孤独的树在冬日里茕茕独立，
不知什么样的鸟儿一只一只消失不见，
只知道枝头比以往寂静了许多，
我说不出哪些爱情来过又离开，
只知道夏天曾经在我心中歌唱
一会儿，而如今已经不再。

作者 / [美国]埃德娜·圣文森特·米莱
翻译 / 刘锦丹
选自 /《如何读一首诗》，南海出版社

Sonnet 42

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.

Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A lttle while, that in me sings no more.

Edna St. Vincent Millay