埃伦·巴斯《腊月的夜钻进被窝》

腊月的夜钻进被窝

埃伦·巴斯 作
忒绿 译

当我钻进被窝蜷缩在
你的温暖里，我觉得我们就像两页
三十年前的情书
老眼昏花的神仍然每天阅读
然后叠好放回信封里

Getting Into Bed On A December Night
By Ellen Bass

When I slip beneath the quilt and fold into
your warmth, I think we are like the pages
of a love letter written thirty years ago
that some aging god still reads each day
and then tucks back into its envelope.