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如果我的一半身体

If half of me is skewered

被灰冠鸟串起

by grey crested birds

在我所许诺的藤蔓中间

in the middle of the vines of my promise

而真正的事实就是我是一个诗人

and the very fact that I'm a poet

忍受着我的双眼

suffers my eyes

充满朱红的泪水，

to be filled with vermilion tears

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有多少更严重的危险

how much greater danger

是出于巧合而痛苦正是我的生命力

from occasion and pain is my vitality

在屈服，如同一株树在燃烧！——

yielding like a tree on fire!--

因为每一天都是另一种眼光

for every day is another view

打量着试探性的过去

of the tentative past

在当天的光亮铸件中逐渐牢固

grown secure in its foundry of shimmering

这根本与历史无关；这就是我。

that's not even historical;it's just me.

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而那另外一半

And the other half

的我我在那里控制着根本

of me where I master the root

的我的每一个癖性

of my every idiosyncrasy

并适应我的肋骨如同一只手套，

and fit my ribs like a glove

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我是不是那人接受了背叛

is that me who accepts betrayal

在抽象中把它当成是洞察力？

in the abstract as if it were insight?

并要拖着它的关节

and draws its knuckles

横过much-lined(？)的眼睛

across the much-lined eyes

按照我们时代最为人所知的方式？

in the most knowing manner of our time?

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一阵风把笑声从电话传来

The wind that smiles through the wires

这还不够含糊还不足以断言

isn't vague enough for an assertion

一个人的本质，它不适用于我，

of a personal nature it's not for me

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我没有死。什么也没有剩余，更别提“拿来谈谈，”

I'm not dead. Nothing remains let alone "to be said "

只要我还没有向后倒下

except that when I fall backwards

我在尝试一些新的东西并且将会成功，就像过去一样。

I am trying something new and shall succeed as in the past.