Elizabeth Jennings - Bird Sunrise in Winter 汉译

Close eyes. Stay still and you can hear<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

Rising of sun, ferocious cries

Speaking of birth about your ear,

An eloquence of skies.

Winter perhaps but this is spring

Wrung from cold earth. Harsh life asserts

Its pressure on the air, will sing

Until the singing hurts.

Open your eyes. The light is birds.

They bear the sun and clip it round.

Almost they break out into words

In this impulse of sound.

1977