《在十二月的夜晚上床》by 巴斯

在十二月的夜晚上床  埃伦·巴斯  林木译

 

当我钻入被子，融入

你的温暖，我想我们就像

三十年前写的一封情书，

某个年老的神每天仍在阅读，

然后小心地放回它的信封里。

 

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.