[分享] For Una

[PowLluimniz (波西米亞)]

 For Una*
 Robinson Jeffers


                  1
 I built her a tower when I was young --
 Sometime she will die.
 I built it with my hands.
 I hung stones in the sky.

 Old, but still strong, I climb
 The stone --
 Sometime she will die
 Climb the steep rough steps alone,
 And weep in the sky.

 Never weep, never weep.

                  2
 Never be astonished, dear.
 Expect change.
 Nothing is strange.

 We have seen the human race
 Capture all its dreams,
 All except peace.

 We have watched mankind like Christ
 Toil up and up,
 To be hanged at the top.

 No longer envying the birds,
 That ancient prayers for
 Wings granted: therefore

 The heavy sky over London,
 Stallion-hoofed,
 Falls on the roofs.

 These are the falling years,
 They will go deep,
 Never weep, never weep.

 With clear eyes explore the pit.
 Watch the great fall
 With religious awe.

                  3
 It is not Europe alone that is falling
 Into blood and fire.
 Decline and fall have been dancing in all men's souls
 For a long while.

 Sometime at the last gasp comes peace
 To every soul.
 Never to mine until I find out and speak
 The things that I know.

                  4
 Tomorrow I will take up that heavy poem again
 About Ferguson, deceived and jealous man
 Who bawled for the truth, the truth, and failed to endure
 Its first least gleam. That peom bores me, and I hope will bore
 Any sweet soul that reads it, being some ways
 My very self but mostly my antipodes;
 But having waved the heavy artillery to fire
 I must hammer on to an end.

                            Tonight dear,
 Let's forget all that, that and the war,
 And enisle ourselves a little beyond time
 You with this Irish whiskey. I with red wine.
 While the stars go over the sleepless ocean.
 And sometime after midnight I'll pluck you a wreath.
 Of chosen ones; we'll talk about love and earth,
 Rock solid themes, old and deep as the sea
 Admit nothing more timely. Nothing less real.
 While the stars go over the timeless ocean.
 And when they vanish we'll have spent this night well.


--
Una: the poet's wife, who passed away.

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