The first fish

我捉住的　　

I ever caught

第一条鱼，　　

would not lie down

不愿安静地　　

quiet in the pail

躺在提桶中，　　

but flailed and sucked

而是拼命拍打着，大口喘气，　　

at the burning

显得　　

amazement of the air

惊慌失措，　　

and died

在缓慢倾泻的　　

in the slow pouring off

彩虹中，　　

of rainbows. Later

它死了。后来　　

I opened his body and separated

我剖开它的身体，将肉　　

the flesh from the bones

和骨头分开，　　

and ate him. Now the sea

吃掉了它。现在，海　　

is in me: I am the fish, the fish

在我身体里：我是鱼，鱼　　

glitters in me; we are

在我里面闪闪发光；我们　　

risen, tangled together, certain to fall

正在上升，紧紧缠绕着，将要　　

back to the sea. Out of pain,

掉回海中。摆脱痛苦，　　

and pain, and more pain

和痛苦，和更多的痛苦，　　

we feed this feverish plot, we are nourished

我们喂养这个狂热的阴谋，我们被这个秘密　　

by the mystery.

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