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Selected poems：非馬的《在風城》
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Selected poems：非馬的《在風城》
書名：在風城
作者：非馬
出版社：巨人出版社（笠詩刊社）
出版日期：1975/9
〈春天的消息〉
不合季節的春天
有人在沿街叫賣和平
最後一批B-52撒完種走了
冰封的希望開始萌芽
Message of Spring
someone is peddling peace on the streets
in an unseasonal spring
the last flock of B-52s have sown their seeds and gone
now its time for frozen hopes to sprout
〈籠鳥〉
好
心的
他們把
牠關進牢
籠好使牠唱
出的自由
之歌清
亮而
動
心
Caged Bird
they
put him
in the cage
to hear
his song
of freedom
loud
&
clear
〈鳥籠〉
打開
鳥籠的
門
讓鳥飛
走
把自由
還給
鳥
籠
Bird Cage
open
the
cage
let
the bird fly
away
and
give
the cage
back
its
freedom
〈今天上午畢卡索死了〉
靜靜把多餘的午後揮霍掉
好幾次走近窗口看天上
是否出現最後一個驚奇
那顆太陽在鄰居的屋頂上
久久落不下去幾乎使我想起
永恒。今天上午畢卡索死了
也不知那三個樂師要奏些什麽
曲調也不知
那隻灰鴿要往哪一個方向
飛
這雙頑皮的手
伸進這世界裏來
顯示這世界還柔軟得可捏可塑
現在却悄悄縮回去了
我下意識地伸出雙手想挽留它們
却猛覺這行動的幼稚可笑
便順勢爲它們熱烈鼓起掌來
Picasso Died this Morning
frittering away the remaining afternoon
I walked up to the window many times
to see if there was any last surprise on
the sky
hanging over my neighbors roof
the sun seemed almost
immortal. Picasso died this morning
I dont know what tunes the three
musicians are going to play
I dont know which direction the dove
is going to fly
after showing us the world is still
soft and kneadable
the masterly hands are now withdrawing
unconsciously I reached
but realizing how childish it was
my grasping hands turned to clapping
〈你是那風〉
你是那風，搖曳
婆娑的椰樹
於白雲深處
使他寂寞
你是那風，激盪
女面鳥的歌聲
在嚴重的時刻
引他思鄉
你是那風你是那風
垂死愛情的撲翅
上帝最後的嘆息
You Are the Wind
you are the wind, swaying
the leaves of a coco tree
amid the white clouds
making him lonesome
you are the wind, amplifying
the songs of the Sirens
at the critical moment
making him homesick
you are the wind you are the wind
the flapping of a dying love
Gods long and last sigh
書名：在風城
作者：非馬
出版社：巨人出版社（笠詩刊社）
出版日期：1975/9
〈春天的消息〉
不合季節的春天
有人在沿街叫賣和平
最後一批B-52撒完種走了
冰封的希望開始萌芽
Message of Spring
someone is peddling peace on the streets
in an unseasonal spring
the last flock of B-52s have sown their seeds and gone
now its time for frozen hopes to sprout
〈籠鳥〉
好
心的
他們把
牠關進牢
籠好使牠唱
出的自由
之歌清
亮而
動
心
Caged Bird
they
put him
in the cage
to hear
his song
of freedom
loud
&
clear
〈鳥籠〉
打開
鳥籠的
門
讓鳥飛
走
把自由
還給
鳥
籠
Bird Cage
open
the
cage
let
the bird fly
away
and
give
the cage
back
its
freedom
〈今天上午畢卡索死了〉
靜靜把多餘的午後揮霍掉
好幾次走近窗口看天上
是否出現最後一個驚奇
那顆太陽在鄰居的屋頂上
久久落不下去幾乎使我想起
永恒。今天上午畢卡索死了
也不知那三個樂師要奏些什麽
曲調也不知
那隻灰鴿要往哪一個方向
飛
這雙頑皮的手
伸進這世界裏來
顯示這世界還柔軟得可捏可塑
現在却悄悄縮回去了
我下意識地伸出雙手想挽留它們
却猛覺這行動的幼稚可笑
便順勢爲它們熱烈鼓起掌來
Picasso Died this Morning
frittering away the remaining afternoon
I walked up to the window many times
to see if there was any last surprise on
the sky
hanging over my neighbors roof
the sun seemed almost
immortal. Picasso died this morning
I dont know what tunes the three
musicians are going to play
I dont know which direction the dove
is going to fly
after showing us the world is still
soft and kneadable
the masterly hands are now withdrawing
unconsciously I reached
but realizing how childish it was
my grasping hands turned to clapping
〈你是那風〉
你是那風，搖曳
婆娑的椰樹
於白雲深處
使他寂寞
你是那風，激盪
女面鳥的歌聲
在嚴重的時刻
引他思鄉
你是那風你是那風
垂死愛情的撲翅
上帝最後的嘆息
You Are the Wind
you are the wind, swaying
the leaves of a coco tree
amid the white clouds
making him lonesome
you are the wind, amplifying
the songs of the Sirens
at the critical moment
making him homesick
you are the wind you are the wind
the flapping of a dying love
Gods long and last sigh
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