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俺和旅美老顽童"职业牧师"对阵翻译William Stafford （原创） ... ...
夺标按：牧师真的是牧师，也是个右派，但是同在我主的天空下，确实是我的网络文友----自我旅德学生时代起，我但凡冒泡写点科普小品文或者文艺小品、经济时政乃至体育球评，他（他古典文学修养和英美文学修养乃至足球素养都很不错）都要叫板一阵，仿佛俺这个少艾后辈女子是他老人家的灵感来源。可惜那时候光顾捋他胡子嘲笑他了，如今他不知遁哪里去，颇有点想念此素养不错的老右了。
难得他那么傲娇的老顽固，居然时常赞俺这个远在德国滴，英美文学修养尚可，尚合他老人家心意----他也明白了，左翼青年中还是有不少人颇读了些中国书与西洋书的。
Atavism
1
Sometimes in the open you look up
where birds go by, or just nothing,
and wait. A dim feeling comes
you were like this once, there was air,
and quiet; it was by a lake, or
maybe a river you were alert
as an otter and were suddenly born
like the evening star into wide
still worlds like this one you have found
again, for a moment, in the open.
2
Something is being told in the woods: aisles of
shadow lead away; a branch waves;
a pencil of sunlight slowly travels its
path. A withheld presence almost
speaks, but then retreats, rustles
a patch of brush. You can feel
the centuries ripple generations
of wandering, discovering, being lost
and found, eating, dying, being born.
A walk through the forest strokes your fur,
the fur you no longer have. And your gaze
down a forest aisle is a strange, long
plunge, dark eyes looking for home.
For delicious minutes you can feel your whiskers
wider than your mind, away out over everything.
老牧版：
Sometimes in the open you look up where birds go by,
有时你仰望天空鸟儿会飞去
or just nothing, and wait.
有时空无一物的等候
A dim feeling comes
往事袭来（这句是诗眼），空新宁静
you were like this once, there was air, and quiet;
湖水河流，动物嬉戏
星空初现，世界依旧
唯独此刻，心胸宽阔
it was by a lake, or maybe a river you were alert
as an otter and were suddenly born
like the evening star into wide
still worlds like this one you have found again,
for a moment, in the open.
小夺版：嗯，直译版译诗也要把作者隐含的第二第三义捕捉出来
那时你曾仰望苍穹，百无聊赖地等待着鸟儿飞去；
那儿只有空气和寂静，黯淡的感觉向一度黯淡的你袭来；
你犹如一只警觉的水獭，栖息在河畔或者湖边；
你犹如晚空里的一颗星，突如其来地被带到这似是而非的静谧世界，
当你仰望苍穹的瞬间，你发现了与自己相似的这一颗，星星。
此刻在林间有个声音在向你絮语：
树荫里的迷径能引你逃离；树分儿婆娑间，一缕阳光在自己的光路上慢慢旅行；
被压抑着的现实几乎要爆发，那一刻却退缩了，只是发出一片簌簌沙沙声。
你能感到无数个世纪以来时光荡漾，蹉跎了无数代人，
徘徊、发现、失落、回归，饮食男女、生老病死。
走出森林的惊人之举，退去了你的皮毛，你此后不曾再披上的皮毛；
你炯炯的目光与林间小路一起蜿蜒着，
那是陌生而漫长的挣扎，来自寻找家园的黑眼睛。
在啖食美味的几分钟里，你的胡须溢出了思想的边界，
远离世俗的一切。
