A Milkweed

乳草

Anonymous as cherubs

像天使一样无名

Over the crib of God,

飞翔在上帝的摇篮上，

White seeds are floating

白色的种籽漂浮

Out of my burst pod.

自我爆裂的荚壳。

What power had I

在我学会屈服之前

Before I learned to yield?

我有什么力量？

Shatter me, great wind:

吹散我，大风：

I shall possess the field

我将拥有田野。

A Stone

石头

As casual as cow-dung

像牛粪一样偶然

Under the crib of God,

遗落在上帝的牛棚下，

I lie where chance would have me,

我躺在命运拥有我的地方，

Up to the ears in sod.

直到耳根埋进土壤。

Why should I move? To move

我为什么要挪动？挪动

Befits a light desire.

源于轻薄的愿望。

The sill of heaven would founder,

天堂的基石将会坍塌，

Did such as I aspire.

假如我如此渴望。