野渡

Insomnia / Elizabeth Bishop

The moon in the bureau mirror
looks out a million miles
(and perhaps with pride, at herself,
but she never, never smiles)
far and away beyond sleep, or
perhaps she's a daytime sleeper.

By the Universe deserted,
she'd tell it to go to hell,
and she'd find a body of water,
or a mirror, on which to dwell.
So wrap up care in a cobweb
and drop it down the well

into that world inverted
where left is always right,
where the shadows are really the body,
where we stay awake all night,
where the heavens are shallow as the sea
is now deep, and you love me.

失眠 / 伊丽莎白-毕肖普

衣柜镜子里的月亮

极目幽远

（也许， 自视清高

她从来冷眼相向）

难以抵达的梦乡， 或者

她只在白天入眠。

荒芜的宇宙旁

她诅咒着，

寻找一泓止水

一面镜子， 栖息。

在蜘蛛网的精细包裹下

将其弃入深井

在那个颠倒的世界里

左为右，

影为实，

昼眠夜醒

天浅
海深， 而你爱我。