2023-09-16 National Dance Day

【Two Letters—A Letter From (1954)】

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

    Even if there had been a crescent moon

    On every cloud-tip over the heavens,

    Drenching the evening with crystals' light,

    One would have wanted more—more—more—

    Some true interior to which to return,

    A home against one's self, a darkness,

    An ease in which to live a moment's life,

    The moment of life's love and fortune,

    Free from everything else, free above all from thought.

    It would have been like lighting a candle,

    Like leaning on the table, shading one's eyes,

    And hearing a tale one wanted intensely to hear,

    As if we were all seated together again

    And one of us spoke and all of us believed

    What we heard and the light, though little, was enough.

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【《两封信·来函》(1954)】

异乡人·史蒂文斯(1879生—1955卒)

【红霞译】

            即使一轮新月

            挂到天空的每片云朵，

            晶莹的光芒浸透夜晚，

            人们依旧渴望更多——更多——更多——

            一些回归真实的内在，

            一处衬托自我的家园，一片深沉，

            一种活在当下的闲适，

            此时此刻缘定之爱，

            超脱其它，率先从思想中释放出来。

            就像点燃蜡烛，

            亦或趴在桌上，眯起眼睛，

            听着热切期盼的故事，

            仿佛我们重又坐在一块

            自己人一番话唤起

            大家的共鸣而烛光，虽然微弱，却足够明亮。

【注】九月初劳工节长周末，几乎在纽约过了整个暑假的儿子不想折腾，而我刚度假归来也需要恢复元气，直到第三个星期天才去纽约共庆大三开学。事先我托付他找好馆子搓顿午餐，他说附近恰好有家“正巧”(Cagen)日式料理，我接过话把夸下海口，儿子做东老妈买单！

晌午十分，我大汗淋漓赶到儿子已入住三周的宿舍新居，两位刚起床的同年级室友迎面打过招呼，还有两位仍在补觉，借着大家寒暄的功夫，我心里顿觉凉快了许多。

纽约的正餐堂吃大多要挨到黄昏，儿子嫌晚懒得预约，因此我们临时改去金满庭粤式午茶坊(Dim Sum Palace)。谁都知道在城里吃中餐，手头最好备点真金实银，而在城外却不尽然，现钞纸币几乎被信用卡流动支付所取缔，我今早摸黑出门忘掉这岔子事也是无心之失，偶然间反倒成就了儿子坐庄请客，廿年来头一遭！

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