The Couriers
信使

The word of a snail on the plate of a leaf?
蜗牛之词在叶形的盘子上？

It is not mine. Do not accept it.
这不是我的。不要接受它。

Acetic acid in a sealed tin?
密封罐里的醋酸？

Do not accept it. It is not genuine.
不要接受它。它不真实。

A ring of gold with the sun in it?
刻有太阳图案的一枚金戒？

Lies. Lies and a grief.
谎言。各种谎言，一种悲伤。

Frost on a leaf, the immaculate
树叶上的霜，完美无瑕的

Cauldron, talking and crackling
大锅，自言自语，噼啪作响

All to itself on the top of each
将所有这一切送至阿尔卑斯

Of nine black Alps.
九个黑色的山峰。

A disturbance in mirrors,
多重镜子中的混乱，

The sea shattering its grey one——
灰色大海正在破碎——

Love, love, my season.
爱情，爱情，我的季节。

(1962/11/04. p.247. No. 199)
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