雙語詩歌：風(fēng)景線

　　Scenic Route

　　風(fēng)景線

　　For Lucy, who called them "ghost houses"

　　致稱它們?yōu)?ldquo;鬼屋”的露西

　　Someone was always leaving Scenic Route

　　and never coming back.

　　The wooden houses wait like old wives

　　along this road; they are everywhere,

　　abandoned, leaning, turning gray.

　　Someone always traded

　　the lonely beauty

　　of hemlock and stony lakeshore

　　for survival, packed up his life

　　and drove off to the city.

　　In the yards, the apple trees

　　keep hanging on, but the fruit

　　grows smaller year by year.

　　有人總是離開，

　　且不再回來。

　　一棟棟木屋像年老的妻子，

　　等候在這路邊;它們隨處可見，

　　被荒棄，傾斜，漸顯灰朽。

　　有人總是為了生計

　　放棄鐵杉和石砌的湖岸

　　那孤獨的美，

　　打點好人生的行李包

　　驅(qū)車前往城市。

　　院子里的蘋果樹

　　一直都有結(jié)果，只是果子

　　一年比一年小。

　　When we come this way again,

　　the trees will have gone wild,

　　the houses collapsed, not even worth

　　the human act of breaking in.

　　Fields will have taken over.

　　What we will recognize

　　is the wind, the same fierce wind,

　　which has no history.

　　當(dāng)我們再次踏上這條路，

　　樹木早已瘋長，

　　房子坍塌了，甚至不值得

　　人們破門而入。

　　田野會取而代之。

　　我們將認出的

　　是風(fēng)，同樣狂野的風(fēng)，

　　它沒有過去。