白灵·《风筝》英译

扶摇直上，小小的希望能悬得多高呢

长长一生莫非这样一场游戏吧

细细一线，却想与整座天空拔河

上去，再上去，都快看不见了

沿着河堤，我开始拉着天空奔跑

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Kite

Bai Ling

Getting up in the world, how high can a fragile hope hover in the sky?

The length of one’s life, surely it’s full of these coups de theatre?

The gossamer line, as if the sky and I were at a tug of war

Higher and higher, almost out of sight

Along the riverbank, I begin to pull the sky down, running fast.