雙語(yǔ)·《西爾維婭·普拉斯詩(shī)集》 蜜蜂會(huì)議

The Bee Meeting
蜜蜂會(huì)議

Who are these people at the bridge to meet me? They are the villagers——
橋上迎接我的那些人是誰(shuí)？他們是村民——

The rector, the midwife, the sexton, the agent for bees.
教區(qū)長(zhǎng)，助產(chǎn)婆，教堂司事，蜜蜂代理商。

In my sleeveless summery dress I have no protection,
我穿著夏天無(wú)袖的連衣裙，我沒(méi)有任何保護(hù)，

And they are all gloved and covered, why did nobody tell me?
而他們都戴著手套，全身遮住，為何沒(méi)人告訴我？

They are smiling and taking out veils tacked to ancient hats.
他們微笑著，拿出臉罩固定在老式的帽子上。

I am nude as a chicken neck, does nobody love me?
我像雞脖子那樣光裸，有人喜歡我嗎？

Yes, here is the secretary of bees with her white shop smock,
有，穿著白色商店工作服的養(yǎng)蜂會(huì)秘書，

Buttoning the cuffs at my wrists and the slit from my neck to my knees.
扣上我雙腕袖口上的紐扣，拉上脖子到膝蓋的縫口。

Now I am milkweed silk, the bees will not notice.
我像乳草般單薄，蜜蜂不會(huì)注意。

They will not smell my fear, my fear, my fear.
它們不會(huì)嗅出我的害怕，我的害怕，我的害怕。

Which is the rector now, is it that man in black?
哪位是教區(qū)長(zhǎng)，穿黑衣的男子？

Which is the midwife, is that her blue coat?
哪位是助產(chǎn)婆，穿藍(lán)衣的那位？

Everybody is nodding a square black head, they are knights in visors,
每個(gè)人都在點(diǎn)著方形的黑頭，他們像帶著面罩的騎士，

Breastplates of cheesecloth knotted under the armpits.
干酪包布做成胸甲在腋窩下打結(jié)。

Their smiles and their voices are changing. I am led through a beanfield.
他們的微笑和聲音在變化。他們領(lǐng)著我穿過(guò)豆田。

Strips of tinfoil winking like people,
一條條閃光的錫紙好像在眨眼，

Feather dusters fanning their hands in a sea of bean flowers,
羽毛撣子在大片豆花中煽動(dòng)它們的手，

Creamy bean flowers with black eyes and leaves like bored hearts.
乳色豆花嵌著黑色的眼，而葉子像疲憊的心。

Is it blood clots the tendrils are dragging up that string?
卷須在那根藤向上拖著的是血塊嗎？

No, no, it is scarlet flowers that will one day be edible.
不，不是，而是將來(lái)可食用的深紅色花。

Now they are giving me a fashionable white straw Italian hat
他們給我戴上時(shí)尚的白色意大利草帽

And a black veil that molds to my face, they are making me one of them.
黑色的臉罩遮蓋臉，我成為他們中的一員。

They are leading me to the shorn grove, the circle of hives.
他們帶我到山楂樹(shù)叢，蜂巢圍成圈。

Is it the hawthorn that smells so sick?
是山楂聞起來(lái)如此惡心？

The barren body of hawthorn, etherizing its children.
山楂赤裸的身體，迷醉它的孩子們。

Is it some operation that is taking place?
正在進(jìn)行某種手術(shù)？

It is the surgeon my neighbors are waiting for,
外科醫(yī)生正是我鄰居等待的人，

This apparition in a green helmet,
戴著綠色頭盔的幽靈，

Shining gloves and white suit.
閃亮的手套，白色的套裝。

Is it the butcher, the grocer, the postman, someone I know?
是屠夫，雜貨商，郵遞員，我認(rèn)識(shí)的某個(gè)人？

I cannot run, I am rooted, and the gorse hurts me
我不能跑，我已長(zhǎng)根，金雀花傷了我。

With its yellow purses, its spiky armory.
以其黃色的小包，帶刺的錦囊。

I could not run without having to run forever.
我一旦奔跑就永遠(yuǎn)地跑下去。

The white hive is snug as a virgin,
白色的蜂巢舒適像處女，

Sealing off her brood cells, her honey, and quietly humming.
封隔她的孵房，她的蜜，輕聲嗡嗡響。

Smoke rolls and scarves in the grove.
煙霧縈繞，樹(shù)叢里的頭巾。

The mind of the hive thinks this is the end of everything.
聰明的蜂巢以為一切都結(jié)束了。

Here they come, the outriders, on their hysterical elastics.
它們挪動(dòng)著，先驅(qū)者，情緒激動(dòng)仿佛松緊帶。

If I stand very still, they will think I am cow-parsley,
若我站著不動(dòng)，它們認(rèn)為我是峨?yún)⒅参铮?/p>

A gullible head untouched by their animosity,
輕信的頭腦不為它們的憎恨所打動(dòng)，

Not even nodding, a personage in a hedgerow.
即使點(diǎn)頭也不，樹(shù)籬里的名人。

The villagers open the chambers, they are hunting the queen.
村民們打開(kāi)小房，他們?cè)谡覍し浜蟆?/p>

Is she hiding, is she eating honey? She is very clever.
她藏起來(lái)了？她在吃蜜？她非常聰明。

She is old, old, old, she must live another year, and she knows it.
她太老了，老了，老了，她必須再活一年，她知道。

While in their fingerjoint cells the new virgins
而在它們指關(guān)節(jié)寬的蜂房里，新的處女蜂

Dream of a duel they will win inevitably,
夢(mèng)想一場(chǎng)它們必然會(huì)贏的決斗，

A curtain of wax dividing them from the bride flight,
一道蠟簾將它們與新娘騰飛阻隔，

The up flight of the murderess into a heaven that loves her.
女兇手向上飛進(jìn)天堂去愛(ài)她。

The villagers are moving the virgins, there will be no killing.
村民們?cè)谝苿?dòng)處女蜂，不會(huì)有殘殺。

The old queen does not show herself, is she so ungrateful?
老蜂后沒(méi)有現(xiàn)身，她這樣不懂感激嗎？

I am exhausted, I am exhausted——
我筋疲力盡，我筋疲力盡——

Pillar of white in a blackout of knives.
白色的柱仿佛刀光中的昏暗。

I am the magician’s girl who does not flinch.
我是魔術(shù)師的女兒，我不會(huì)退縮。

The villagers are untying their disguises, they are shaking hands.
村民們?cè)诿撊ニ麄兊谋Ｗo(hù)裝，他們?cè)谖帐帧?/p>

Whose is that long white box in the grove, what have they accomplished, why am I cold.
樹(shù)林里的白色長(zhǎng)箱是誰(shuí)的，他們完成了什么，為何我發(fā)冷。

(1962/10/03. pp.211—212. No. 176)
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