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雨，落下，如镜子

破碎，

Rain fell as a glass

某种东西突然到处都是。

breaks,

something suddenly everywhere at the same time.

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活得像一幅画

同时以超过一个角度看进去——

To live like a painting

looked into from more than one angle at once—

能与门廊看对眼，

直到发根，

eye to eye with thedoorway,

向上到你沾着泥巴的双脚。

down at the hair,

up at your owndusty feet.

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“这是你的房子”，

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我走进时，

我的小鸟之心对我的蟋蟀之心说。

“This is your house,”

said my bird heart to my heart of the cricket,

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and I entered.

幸福者看到的只有幸福，

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活着的只看到活的，

年少的只看到年少的，

The happy see only happiness,

the living see only life,

正如恋人们相信

the young see only the young,

他们醒来，身边总是一个沉溺爱河中的人。

as lovers believe

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they wake always beside one also in love.

无论我翻页翻得多勤，

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我总是以那本书

最后两行结束：

However often I turned its pages,

I kept ending up

有人的生命是：在。别的是：无在。

as the same two sentences of the book:

然后我仰身后躺，睡在瑞典语中。

The being of some is: to be. Of others: to be without.

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Then I fell back asleep, in Swedish.

一只觅草的羊，不令人印象深刻，是因为有山，

不是因为绕身的苍蝇。

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A sheep grazing is unimpressed by the mountain

but not by its flies.

对还没发生的事

怀着悲哀——

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一扇从里面关上的门。

The grief

of what hasn’t yet happened—

草的重量

在隔开

a door closed from inside.

一只蚂蚁五条腿的沉默

从中穿行而过

The weight of the grass

dividing

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an ant’s five-legged silence

walking through it.

什么是毛巾，什么是水，

变化着，

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尽管我们三者，

只有毛巾可以在阳光中头朝下。

What is the towel, what is the water,

changes,

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though of we three,

only the towel can be held upside down in the sun.

“我是曾经。”

话说得既无自怜又非赞扬。

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这种尊严我们给予仓枭、

自我、牡蛎。

“I was once.”

Said not in self-pity or praise.

This dignity we allow barn owl,

ego, oyster.