作者 ：埃斯拉•庞德

树已长进我的手心

树汁上升至我的双臂

你从我的胸口长成

向下

树枝由我而出，就像手

你是树

你是青苔

你是那上面风中的紫罗兰

孩子，你真的好高啊

只是这一切

都是这个世界的表象

             A girl

                                By Ezra Pound

The tree has entered my hands,

The sap has ascended my arms,

The tree has grown in my breast-

Downward,

The branches grow out of me, like arms.

Tree you are,

Moss you are,

You are violets with wind above them.

A child - so high - you are,

And all this is folly to the world.