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爱 过 之 后

「 After Love 」

作者 | 杰克·吉尔伯特 [美国]

Jack Gilbert

译者 | 柳向阳

He is watching the music with his eyes closed.

他凝神于音乐，眼睛闭着。

Hearing the piano like a man moving

倾听钢琴像一个人穿行

through the woods thinking by feeling.

在林间，思想依随于感觉。

The orchestra up in the trees, the heart below,

乐队在树林上方，而心在树下，

step by step. The music hurrying sometimes,

一级接一级。音乐有时变得急促，

but always returning to quiet, like the man

但总是归于平静，像那个人

remembering and hoping. It is a thing in us,

回忆着，期待着。这是我们自身之一物，

mostly unnoticed. There is somehow a pleasure

却常常被忽略。莫名地，有一种快乐

in the loss. In the yearning. The pain

在丧失中。在渴望中。痛苦

going this way and that. Never again.

正这样或那样地离去。永不再来。

Never bodied again. Again the never.

永不再次凝聚成形。又一次永不。

Slowly. No undergrowth. Almost leaving.

缓慢。并非不充分。几乎离去。

A humming beauty in the silence.

寂静里一种蜂鸣之美。

The having been. Having had. And the man

那曾经存在的。曾经拥有的。还有那个人

knowing all of him will come to the end.

他知道他的一切都即将结束。

柳向阳 译

选自《蓝诗歌》，长江文艺出版社

朗读 | Flora Fang

BGM |《첫만남初相遇》