Three miles through the woods

离树林三英里，

Clapp"s Pond sprawls stone gray

克拉普的池塘躺在橡树和松树间，

among oaks and pines,

岸边铺满灰色的石头。

the late winter fields

在深冬的旷野上，

where a pheasant blazes up

一只野鸡

lifting his yellow legs

抬起黄色的腿

under bronze feathers, opening

猛然张开翅膀，炫耀着

bronze wings;

它青铜色的羽毛；

and one doe, dimpling the ground as she touches

一只母鹿，激荡起

its dampness sharply, flares

潮湿的雾气，迅速跳过

out of the brush and gallops away.

灌木丛，飞奔而去。

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By evening: rain.

傍晚：下起了雨。

It pours down from the black clouds,

雨水从黑色的云层倾泻而下，

lashes over the roof. The last

敲打着屋顶。残留的

acorns spray over the porch; I toss

橡实，掉落在门廊，四处飞溅；我向火中

one, then two more

扔了一根，两根，然后

logs on the fire.

更多的木头。

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How sometimes everything

万物有时

closes up, a painted fan, landscapes and moments

合拢，一把有图画的扇子，风景和时间

flowing together until the sense of distance - - -

同时流动，直到距离感——

say, between Clapp"s Pond and me - - -

比如说，克拉普的池塘和我之间的距离——

vanishes, edges slide together

彻底消失，界限像一只翅膀的羽毛

like the feathers of a wing, everything

全部滑落下来，万物

touches everything.

彼此融合。

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Later, lying half-asleep under

深夜，半睡半醒

the blankets, I watch

躺在毛毯下，我留神倾听

while the doe, glittering with rain, steps

母鹿，浑身挂满雨珠，

under the wet slabs of the pines, stretches

穿过松树潮湿的枝条，将

her long neck down to drink

长长的脖子伸下池塘去饮水，

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from the pond

在三里

three miles away.

之外。