We finished clearing the last

到正午时我们清扫

Section of trail by noon,

完了最后一段路，

High on the ridge-side

在高耸的山岭边

Two thousand feet above the creek

在溪流上面两千英尺

Reached the pass, went on

到达山隘，越过

Beyond the white pine groves,

白色松林，花岗岩肩头，

Granite shoulders, to a small

继续前行到一片

Green meadow watered by the snow,

雪水浇灌的绿色小牧场，

Edged with Aspen—sun

边沿长满白杨－－高高的

Straight high and blazing

太阳强烈地直射下来

But the air was cool.

然而空气却凉爽。

Ate a cold fried trout in the

在颤抖的影子中吃一条

Trembling shadows. I spied

冷冷的煎鳟鱼。我窥视

A glitter, and found a flake

一道闪亮，发现一块

Black volcanic glass—obsidian—

黑色火山玻璃石－－黑曜岩－－

By a flower. Hands and knees

在一朵花旁边。手与膝

Pushing the Bear grass, thousands

推动着丝兰，千万个

Of arrowhead leavings over a

箭头的残余

Hundred yards. Not one good

在一百码外。没有一个

Head, just razor flakes

好箭头，仅仅是在一座除了夏天

On a hill snowed all but summer,

就总是下雪的山岗上的剃刀片，

A land of fat summer deer,

夏天的肥胖的鹿子之地，

They came to camp. On their

它们前来扎营。在它们

Own trails. I followed my own

自己的足迹上。我跟随我自己的

Trail here. Picked up the cold-drill,

足迹来到这里。拾起冷冷的钻头，

Pick, singlejack, and sack

鹤咀锄，短柄锤，和

Of dynamite.

炸药袋。

Ten thousand years.

一万年。