A cool small evening shrunk to a dog bark and the clank of a bucket -

凉夜初起，收缩成一声狗吠与水桶的咣当 ——

And you listening.

你在倾听。

A spider's web, tense for the dew's touch.

一张蜘蛛网，因露珠触摸而绷紧。

A pail lifted, still and brimming - mirror

一只吊桶悬着，静止而满溢 ——一面镜子

To tempt a first star to a tremor.

想诱发一颗初升的星星颤动。

Cows are going home in the lane there, looping the hedges with their warm wreaths of breath -

奶牛沿着那巷道回家，它们呼出的雾气如温暖的花环缭绕着树篱——

A dark river of blood, many boulders,

一条暗黑的血河，许多巨石，

Balancing unspilled milk.

平衡着满胀欲滴的乳汁。

'Moon!' you cry suddenly, 'Moon! Moon!'

“月亮！”你突然喊道，“月亮！月亮！”

The moon has stepped back like an artist gazing amazed at a work

而月亮已经退后一步，犹如一位艺术家愕然注视一件

That points at him amazed.

愕然面对他的作品。