Bird Sunrise in Winter
Close eyes. Stay still and you can hear
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.
Elizabeth Jennings, 1977
冬日黎明鸟
闭上眼。静下来，你能听见
太阳升起，激烈的呼喊
在你耳边讲述新生，
天空的一场雄辩。
或许还是冬季，但春天
从冻土挣脱。严酷的生活
在空中维持强压，它将歌唱
直到歌唱带来疼痛。
睁开眼。光是鸟群，
背负太阳，再将它剪碎。
它们在声音的脉动中
几乎碎成词语。
作者 / [英国] 伊丽莎白·詹宁斯
翻译 / 冬至
