選擇
A Choice
一株黃鉛筆
A yellow pencil
如此凸顯
Appeared so outstandingly
在下午陰暗的書房
In my darkening study one evening
當昏鴉在榆樹上喚不回
When a crow on the elm cound not call back
西沉的太陽
The setting sun
我像拾回了一株鏢槍
I seem to have picked up a spear
投向靈感的中央
That I can throw it at the center of inspiration
聞到遠山的消息
I can smell a message from the distant mountain
發出久違的松香
That was the pine fragrance long forgotten
那新出土的嫩尖
Its earth-breaking tender tip
有一種蠢動的天機
Has an impulse from the Heaven
忽然,使我眼睛發亮
Suddenly, my eyes start to gleam
我曾經陪伴它一段段
I have accompanied it with many segments
的歲月,短短長長
Of my life, whether it was long or short
我的喜歡和憂傷
It witnessed my sorrows and happiness
假如我必須選擇
If I have to make a choice
寧願放棄現代的鍵盤
I would rather abandon my modern keyboard
作原始和浪漫的一握
For a primitive and romantic hold
節錄自釀出版《對流──夏菁中英對照詩集》
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