Since his A Mask for Janus (1952), Merwin (1927- ) has published more than forty books of poems, including translations, and eight books of prose. He received the Pulitzer Prize twice: The Carrier of Ladders (1971) and The Shadow of Sirius (2009). He had lived in many places of the world and settled down in Hawaii in late 1970s.

自他的第一本诗集《双面神的面具》（1952）起，默温出版了四十多本诗集，包括近二十本翻译，以及八本散文集。他两次获普利策奖：《搬梯子的人》（1971）和《天狼星的阴影》（2009）。他在全世界很多地方都居住过，自七十年代末在夏威夷定居。

冯冬，1979年生于重庆，当过大学英文教师，南京大学英文博士班学生，曾译过游记《中华帝国纪行》、《亲密接触中国》、小说《蛛网与磐石》、诗歌《西米克的诗》等，在《新大陆》等诗刊上发表过作品，主要研究诗歌、精神分析和当代哲学。

Peter Feng was born in Chongqing, China, in 1979. He taught English at a Chinese college for two years. He is currently a PhD student at Nanjing University. He has co-translated a travelogue A Journey through the Chinese Empire, Intimate China, a novel The Web and the Rock and a book of translation Poems of Charles Simic. His poems appeared in Chinese poetry journal New World Poetry Bimonthly and others. His study includes poetry, psychoanalysis, and contemporary philosophy.

Kore

Kore

α

α

I have watched your smile in your sleep
and I know it is the boat 
in which my sun rides under the earth 
all night on the wave of your breath
no wonder the days grow short 
and waking without you
is the beginning of winter 
			

我看着你睡中的笑容
我知道是那只船
我的太阳在地底下
在你呼吸的波浪上整夜航行
于是白昼变短
醒来时没有你
便是冬季的开始 
			

β

β

How is it that I can hear your bird voice now
trickling among the ice towers
through the days of the anvil
as the year turns I carry an echo
over my own stones and I listen 
my eyes are open looking ahead
I walk a little ahead of myself touching 
The light air where nobody sees you
and the sun as it sets through the forest of windows
unrolls slowly its
unrepeatable secret
all the colors of autumn without the leaves 
			

为何我此刻能听见你鸟儿般的声音
从冰塔间滴落
穿过铁砧的日子
岁月旋转我带着一个回声
在我的石头之上我倾听
我睁开眼睛看着前方
我走在自己的前面触摸着
轻的空气那儿没人看见你
太阳从窗户的森林中落下
缓慢地打来它
不可重复的秘密
秋天的所有颜色没有树叶
			

ξ

ξ

You slept all the way to the garden 
face in the boat of my hand
and we came more than a century late 
to the closed gate
and the song the laurel remembers in the dark
the night flute always beginning again
on the untrodden slope 
and where we walked in the streets then there was new wine
announced with green boughs over doorways 
in the time of the statues
			

去花园的路上你一直沉睡
脸庞在我手的船里
我们晚了一个多世纪
来到关上的门前
月桂树在黑暗中记得的那首歌
无人经过的山坡上
夜笛声又开始了
我们走过的街上卖起了新酒
门口挂着绿树枝
在雕像的年代
			

ι

ι

When they are together our hands are of an age
and a dark light flows up between them
into its feathers
We have brought
nothing with us
but what has come of itself
we pass the stone fragments
the ancient smiles holding out 
no hands
like the trees their sisters born older
			

我们的手在一起时是相同的年纪
黑暗的光在它们之间涌出
进入它的羽毛
我们什么
也没有带来
除了那自行生长的
我们路过石头的碎片
古老的微笑没有
伸出手
就像树木它们年老的姐妹
			

μ

μ

The candles flutter on the stairs of your voice  
gold in the dark
and for this
far time you laughed through your whole childhood
and all those years my beloved spiders
guarded the treasure under my house
unlit until the night before you appeared
			

烛火在你声音的楼梯上颤动
黑暗中的金子
为了这
遥远的一刻你整个童年都在欢笑
许多年来我心爱的蜘蛛
守护我房子下的珍宝
未照亮直到你出现的前一晚
			

τ

τ

Morning to morning 
the same door opening inward
from both sides
laugh close as you are 
it is cold in the house
and I burned up all the matches in the night 
to look at you 
			

从早晨到早晨
从两侧
向内打开的同一扇门
笑着关上了就像你
房子寒冷
夜里我点燃所有的火柴
为了看清你
			

ψ

ψ

We cross the smooth night lake together 
in the waiting boat
we are welcomed without lights
again and again we emerge by day
hand in hand
from all four corridors at once
under the echoing dome
guided by what has not been said 
			

我们一同渡过夜晚的平静的湖
乘着等候的船
没有光迎接我们
我们同时从四个走廊
从回响的圆屋顶下
一次次地出现于白昼
手牵手
被未说出的事物所引导
			

ω

ω

The shadow of my moving foot
feels your direction
you come toward me
bringing the gold through the rust 
you step to me through the city of amber
under the moon and the sun
voice not yet in the words
what is spoken is already 
another year  
			

我脚步移动的阴影
感觉你的方向
你向我走来
带来锈蚀里的金子
你从琥珀之城向我走来
在月亮和太阳之下
声音尚未成词语
说出的已成为
另一年

* Kore 是希腊女神珀耳塞福涅（Persephone）
在阿提卡（Attica）被敬拜时的名字。