Midwinter, Presolstice by Margaret Atwood
<仲冬，冬至前>
冷意增強，環繞了
我們的房子，風
藉著碎片駛過
牆；裡面的
窗戶上，毛毯
後方我們掛著
白色厚厚的霉。
我們花了幾天安靜地
試著暖起來；我們無法
看透那片玻璃；
冰箱裏放了太久的食物
令人作噁，也用盡了。
我夢見分離，相遇，
重複著的和陌生人的婚禮，纏繞著
小刀和繃帶，他的
臉被藏著
一整晚我溫順的丈夫
獨自坐在角落
在一個陰暗的競技場，守衛著
一個紙袋
那托著
白蘿蔔和蘋果和我的
頭顱，眼睛是閉著的
原文：
The cold rises around
our house, the wind
drives through the walls in
splinters; on the inside
of the window, behind
the blanket we have hung
a white mould thickens.
We spend the days quitely
trying to be warm; we can't
look through the glass;
in the refrigerator old food
sickens, gives out.
I dream of departures, meetings,
repeated weddings with a stranger, wounded
with knives and bandaged, his
face hidden
All night my gentle husband
sits alone in the corner
of a grey arena, guarding
a paper bag
which holds
turnips and apples and my
head, the eyes closed
Atwood, Margaret. 1990. Selected Poems 1966-1984. Oxford University Press.
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