Joyce Kilmer. 1886–1918

Trees

I THINK that I shall never see         
A poem lovely as a tree.         
  
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest         
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;         
  
A tree that looks at God all day,                 5
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.          10
  
Poems are made by fools like me,         
But only God can make a tree.

我想我不能得见
诗美如树木一般

树的饥饿的嘴唇
大地的甘乳吸吮

树终日仰望上帝
祈祷中叶臂高举

树在夏天的头发
为红脯鸟儿安家

树以其胸膛承雪
雨水深入其枝叶

愚蠢如我者赋诗
树则是上帝为之




方壶斋 译

有点hymn的味道。顶！

此生难得见一诗，可爱如同连理枝。
饥唇紧扣地母乳，甘美琼浆吮吸之。
终日举目向苍天，叶臂高举诉心愿。
夏日来临舒美发，红脯之雀宿其间。
白雪飘飘落胸膛，无间情深雨流淌。
愚钝如我仅能诗，造树惟有赖上苍。

精彩！