春月

小镇夜天的清月
半闭，暗淡着一侧
在蛙鸣的春溪上高悬

欢乐后， 独步归家
双手插兜， 一路情思联翩
越过小桥， 又走过小街

没有人声， 没有女人
惟有蛙鸣一片
以及万物穆然的躁动

译自乔治。约翰斯顿的<<春月>>

Spring Moon --by George Johnston

Moon in a town sky,
Half shut, dark one way from the middle,
Above a creek with spring peepers.

Homeward all alone, after joy,
Hands in pockets, making a thoughtful way,
Over the bridge, down the street.

No voices, no women,
Only peepers,
And a solemn unsteadiness of all things.