冬末，我跨过水坑，想起中国古代的一位地方官
（詹姆斯·赖特/作，张文武/译）
况吾时与命，
蹇舛不足恃。
——白居易《初入峡有感》
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白居易，你这开始秃顶的老政治家啊，
有什么用呢？
我想起了
不安地进入三峡的你，
为了那一官半职
坐在被拉着逆流而上的船上，
奔赴忠州城。
我猜你到那儿的时候
天已经黑了。
而现在是1960年，眼看又是春天了，
明尼阿波利斯高高的岩石，
带来了我自己幽暗的黄昏，
竹索和水的黄昏。
你的好友元稹在哪里？
那曾经将整个中西部的孤独都带走了的
大海在哪里？明尼阿波利斯在哪里？除了这棵
因为冬天的到来而变黑的可怕的橡树，我什么都看不见。
你找到群山之外那座沦落人的城市了吗？
抑或是，将一根已然磨损的绳子的一端
握了一千年？
As I Step Over A Puddle At The End Of Winter,
I Think Of An Ancient Chinese Governor
And how can I, born in evil days
And fresh from failure, ask a kindness of Fate?
-- Written A.D. 819
Po Chu-i, balding old politician,
What's the use?
I think of you,
Uneasily entering the gorges of the Yang-Tze,
When you were being towed up the rapids
Toward some political job or other
In the city of Chungshou.
You made it, I guess,
By dark.
But it is 1960, it is almost spring again,
And the tall rocks of Minneapolis
Build me my own black twilight
Of bamboo ropes and waters.
Where is Yuan Chen, the friend you loved?
Where is the sea, that once solved the whole loneliness
Of the Midwest?Where is Minneapolis? I can see nothing
But the great terrible oak tree darkening with winter.
Did you find the city of isolated men beyond mountains?
Or have you been holding the end of a frayed rope
For a thousand years?
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