罗门·《卖花盆的老人》英译

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他推着一车岁月

  摆在巷口卖

 

坐在盆外

他也是一只空了卅多年的

              老花盆

直望着家乡的花与土

 

天堂鸟开在楼顶

云开在天边

双目开在遥望里

一阵警哨过来

他推着越来越沉重的车轮离去

有人看见他在轻快的口哨声中

                  滚着铁环

 

The Old Man Selling Flower Pots

Luo Men

 

Every day

He pushes a cartload of years

To display for sale at the entrance of the lane

 

Sitting outside the pots

Vacant for thirty-odd years, he too is

An old flower pot

Staring at the flowers and the soil of his native land

 

Birds of paradise bloom on rooftops

Clouds unfold at the horizon

Eyes open in distant views

 

At a peal of police sirens

He leaves, pushing the ever-heavier wheels

Someone saw him whistling lightheartedly

Rolling an iron hoop