2023-12-08 Feast of the Immaculate Conception

【Another Weeping Woman (1921)】

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

Pour the unhappiness out

From your too bitter heart,

Which grieving will not sweeten.

Poison grows in this dark.

It is in the water of tears

Its black blooms rise.

The magnificent cause of being,

The imagination, the one reality

In this imagined world

Leaves you

With him for whom no phantasy moves,

And you are pierced by a death.

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【《另一哭泣的女人》(1921)】

異鄉人·史蒂文斯(1879生—1955卒)

【紅霞譯】

把不快樂

從你快要涼透的心傾訴出來吧，

悲傷不會變得甜蜜。

毒藥在這黑暗中生長。

它在淚水中

綻放出黑色花朵。

存在的宏偉事業，

想象力，唯一的現實

在這想象的世界

把你留給了

沒有幻影的他，

而你被死亡刺穿。

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【The Idea of Order at Key West (1934)】

——Award of the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

She sang beyond the genius of the sea.  

The water never formed to mind or voice,  

Like a body wholly body, fluttering

Its empty sleeves; and yet its mimic motion  

Made constant cry, caused constantly a cry,  

That was not ours although we understood,  

Inhuman, of the veritable ocean.

The sea was not a mask. No more was she.  

The song and water were not medleyed sound  

Even if what she sang was what she heard,  

Since what she sang was uttered word by word.

It may be that in all her phrases stirred  

The grinding water and the gasping wind;  

But it was she and not the sea we heard.

For she was the maker of the song she sang.  

The ever-hooded, tragic-gestured sea

Was merely a place by which she walked to sing.  

Whose spirit is this? we said, because we knew  

It was the spirit that we sought and knew  

That we should ask this often as she sang.

If it was only the dark voice of the sea  

That rose, or even colored by many waves;  

If it was only the outer voice of sky

And cloud, of the sunken coral water-walled,  

However clear, it would have been deep air,  

The heaving speech of air, a summer sound  

Repeated in a summer without end

And sound alone. But it was more than that,  

More even than her voice, and ours, among

The meaningless plungings of water and the wind,  

Theatrical distances, bronze shadows heaped  

On high horizons, mountainous atmospheres  

Of sky and sea.

It was her voice that made  

The sky acutest at its vanishing.  

She measured to the hour its solitude.  

She was the single artificer of the world

In which she sang. And when she sang, the sea,  

Whatever self it had, became the self

That was her song, for she was the maker. Then we,  

As we beheld her striding there alone,

Knew that there never was a world for her  

Except the one she sang and, singing, made.

Ramon Fernandez, tell me, if you know,  

Why, when the singing ended and we turned  

Toward the town, tell why the glassy lights,  

The lights in the fishing boats at anchor there,   

As the night descended, tilting in the air,  

Mastered the night and portioned out the sea,  

Fixing emblazoned zones and fiery poles,  

Arranging, deepening, enchanting night.

Oh! Blessed rage for order, pale Ramon,  

The maker's rage to order words of the sea,  

Words of the fragrant portals, dimly-starred,  

And of ourselves and of our origins,

In ghostlier demarcations, keener sounds.

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【《骨島的秩序觀念》(1934)】

——普利策詩歌獎

異鄉人·史蒂文斯(1879生—1955卒)

【紅霞譯】

她的歌聲比海神更有力量。

海水從未形成思想或嗓音，

就像一個完整的身軀，飄動着

空蕩的袖子；然而它的模擬動作

造成無盡的呼喊，無盡地引發呼喊，

那不是我們的卻能為我們理解，

非人類的，真實大海的呼喊。

大海不是面具。她也如此。

並非混雜歌與水的噪聲

即使她唱的就是她聽到的，

畢竟她逐字逐句地唱。

也許歌詞喚起了

翻騰的海水與陣陣的海風；

但我們聽到的是她的嗓音而不是大海。

因為她是這歌聲的創作者。

那片永遠罩蓋、擺出悽美姿態的大海

僅是她邊走邊唱的地方。

這是誰的精魂？我們說過，因為我們知道

是我們找尋的精魂而且

隨着她的歌唱我們常會提及的問題。

如果只是黑暗聲音來自大海的

波起，甚至多彩的海浪；

如果只是外部聲音來自天空

還有雲彩，或者環水的海底珊瑚，

無論多麼清晰，將會醞釀深空的、

低沉的嗓音，夏季噪聲

在無盡的夏季重複

而這只是噪聲。但事情還不止於此，

甚至超過她的和我們的聲音，在

海水和海風毫無意義的狂涌中，

虛幻的遠方，青銅色調堆積在

聳立的地平線上，巨大的景致

盡在海天之間。

是她的嗓音

讓天空隨着黃昏消逝變得無比鋒芒。

她捕捉其孤獨的時刻。

她似乎創造了世界

並能縱聲其間。當她歌唱的時候，大海，

無論何等的自我，都變成了

其歌聲的自我，因為她是創作者。於是我們，

一如看到她獨自漫步，

意識到她從未擁有過世界

除了她歌唱並在歌中創造的那個。

顧問·冒險家之子，請告訴我，如果你知道，

為何歌聲停止在我們轉身

走向小鎮的時候，為何鏡面燈，

是那兒埠上漁船的航標，

一如夜幕降臨，傾斜在空中，

掌控着黑夜並劃分出大海，

定影醒目的區域和火紅的桅杆，

安排着、深化着、魅惑着夜晚。

啊，對秩序的神聖熱望！幽靈般顧問，

創作家的熱望將秩序賦予大海的語言，

朦朧星空下芳香門戶的語言，

並關乎人類和我們的起源，

在鬼魂的神域中更加銳利。

【注】農夫之子聖公會建於1903年，教堂建築深受古羅馬與拜占庭復興式風格影響，而地理位置則占居紐約最富有的教區之一。據報道，在2020年新冠疫情頭一年裡，教徒捐獻了將近280萬美元。耶穌是生命的食糧！

附屬禮拜堂白色大理石的祭壇上刻着“耶穌是生命的食糧”，祭壇兩側的大理石柱構築石拱門，拱門周圍刻着銘文：“當打開寶藏時，人們向他贈送了禮物”。拱門內有一幅《三博士朝聖》壁畫，正如某些中世紀繪畫中展示同一場景那樣，智者被描繪為黑色；拱門周圍的牆上畫有垂飾，勾勒了耶穌從幼兒期到少年時代的場景。

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