The Traveller-Heart
我会成为那个和黑土相伴的人——
跟随着农夫的犁铧。
我会融化在那玉米中，
头戴羽饰列队前行。
我会成为那个和沃土相伴的人，
饱餐那蜜蜂蛰过的苹果红：
走在羊羔散步的小山，
在橡树林小路的指引下来到池塘。
我会成为那个和亮夜相伴的人，
在天空和闪电的婚礼——
与狂暴的风同行
在即使狗也会落荒而逃的路上。
我会成为那个和圣土相伴的人，
行至尽头，直到和亡者同眠。
恐惧的矛尖不会刺穿我的身体，
相反和平会在裹尸布上饰以奇珍。
我会成为和绝对黑暗同行的人，
找到它低垂的威胁没有说出的话：
在幽暗中看到枕边的星星——
我的头颅边拱起的橡树的根!
那星星应当像雏菊一般穿过土壤升起，
而橡子在我流血的胸膛旁边坠落
孩子们会在这里挥舞花环，
而松鼠们会把橡子和心脏当做食粮——
这就是我旅人之心的果实，
我收获之歌长期催熟的橡子：
那甘甜来自我日光灼烧的日子，
当谷束金黄，苹果艳红。
（给一个坚持认为陵墓是最庄严的安葬方式的人）
作者 / [美国] 华契尔·林赛
译 / 光诸
I would be one with the dark, dark earth:—
Follow the plough with a yokel tread.
I would be part of the Indian corn,
Walking the rows with the plumes o'erhead.
I would be one with the lavish earth,
Eating the bee-stung apples red:
Walking where lambs walk on the hills;
By oak-grove paths to the pools be led.
I would be one with the dark-bright night
When sparkling skies and the lightning wed—
Walking on with the vicious wind
By roads whence even the dogs have fled.
I would be one with the sacred earth
On to the end, till I sleep with the dead.
Terror shall put no spears through me.
Peace shall jewel my shroud instead.
I shall be one with all pit-black things
Finding their lowering threat unsaid:
Stars for my pillow there in the gloom,—
Oak-roots arching about my head!
Stars, like daisies, shall rise through the earth,
Acorns fall round my breast that bled.
Children shall weave there a flowery chain,
Squirrels on acorn-hearts be fed:—
Fruit of the traveller-heart of me,
Fruit of my harvest-songs long sped:
Sweet with the life of my sunburned days
When the sheaves were ripe, and the apples red.
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