Lake
R.A.Simpson (R.A.辛普森)
I can"t hold it， keep it.
It"s full of mountains fluttering down，
And trees—or rather their other selves.
I can break it with a stone，
My foot； and I can almost see
Just what it"s thinking. I"m certain it"s thinking.
A fisherman unpacks himself gently
On a ledge， and soon his line
Is holding the lake exactly.
湖
译者 / 马祖毅 马霞
我抓不住这湖，无从拥有。
满湖摇晃着重峦的倒影
还有树影幢幢——不如说山和树的另一面。
我能够击破湖面，用石子
用我的脚，我几乎可以知道
湖在想些什么，我确信它在思考。
有个渔夫温文地出现
登上礁岩，他的纶丝很快就
真正钓住这明湖。
