洛夫·《未寄》英译

某夜

好像有人叩门

院子的落叶何事喧哗

我把它们全都扫进了

一只透明的塑料口袋

秋，在其中蠕蠕而动

一只知更鸟衔着一匹艾草

打从窗口飞过

这时才知道你是多么向往灰尘的寂寞

写好的信也不必寄了

因为我刚听到

深山中一堆骸骨轰然碎裂的声音

Unmailed Letter

Luo Fu

One night

Someone seemed to knock on my door

What were the fallen leaves in the yard clamoring about?

I raked them all into a large clear plastic bag

Autumn wriggled there among them

Carrying a sprig of sagebrush in its break

A robin flew passed my window

Only then I did realize that you long for the loneliness of dust

A finished letter need not be mailed

Because I just heard a skeleton

Squashed to pieces deep in the mountains

（John Balcom 译）