开合空间 —— 疫时诗选
原作：Tomas Transtromer
翻译：黄未原
某人用其作品体会世界
像一只手套
午休时被扔在画架上
突然，它们就在那里成长，扩散
从内到外，霎时间遮窗盖墙
漆黑一团的房子腾空而起
随春风飘散
“大赦了”，吹哨人在草丛里流窜
“大赦了”
一个男孩沿着空中倾斜的线条奔跑
无形的线条指示方向
野性的梦想就向着那里撒开
像一只比这郊外更大更大的大风筝
从山顶远望
你可看见北边那片无边的蓝色地毯
黑云在松树林上静止，观看
不，它在移动
English translation from the Swedish by Robin Fulton
Poetry Daily, 2020-03-25
https://poems.com/todays-poem/
Open and Closed Spaces
Tomas Tranströmer
Translated from the Swedish by Robin Fulton
A man feels the world with his work like a glove.
He rests for a while at midday having laid aside the gloves on a shelf.
There they suddenly grow, spread
and black out the whole house from inside.
The blacked-out house is away out among the winds of spring.
“Amnesty,” runs the whisper in the grass: “amnesty.”
A boy sprints with an invisible line slanting up in the sky
where his wild dream of the future lies like a kite bigger than the suburb.
Further north you can see from a summit the blue endless carpet of pine forest
where the cloud shadows
are standing still.
No, are flying.
