埃伦·巴斯《腊月的夜钻进被窝》

腊月的夜钻进被窝

埃伦·巴斯 作

忒绿 译

当我钻进被窝蜷缩在

你的温暖里，我觉得我们就像两页

三十年前的情书

老眼昏花的神仍然每天阅读

然后叠好放回信封里

Getting Into Bed On A December Night

By Ellen Bass

When I slip beneath the quilt and fold into

your warmth, I think we are like the pages

of a love letter written thirty years ago

that some aging god still reads each day

and then tucks back into its envelope.