The lslands(ii)
Charles Brasch (查尔斯.布拉希)
Always，in these islands，meeting and parting
Shake us，making tremulous the salt-rimmed air；
Divided，many-tongued，the sea is waiting.
Bird and fish visist us and come no more.
Remindingly beside the quays the white
Ships lie smoking； and from their haunted bay
The godwits vanish towards another summer.
Everywhere in light and calm the murmuring
Shadow of departure； distance looks our way；
And none knows where he will lie down at night.
群岛
译者 / 任荣珍 黎翠珍
在这些岛上，相会又分离
常使人心旌摇摇，带盐的空气也震颤；
去浪分流，来潮吐舌，大海在等待，
亲人鱼鸟看一看我们就不再回来。
犹记码头边，白船一艘艘
吐出袅袅青烟；长嘴涉水鸟
从常栖息的海湾消失，重现要待来年夏天。
到处是一片光亮一片静寂，别离的
阴影在低声细语；遥望离程千里；
有谁知入夜时分他在何处宿。
