In the afternoon I watched

下午，我盯着

the she-bear; she was looking

母熊；她正在寻找

for the secret bin of sweetness -

隐秘的甜箱子——

honey, that the bees store

蜂蜜，被蜜蜂储藏在

in the trees’ soft caves.

柔软的树洞。

Black block of gloom, she climbed down

黑色阴郁的庞然大物，爬上

tree after tree and shuffled on

一棵棵树，慢吞吞地

through the woods. And then

穿行在树林。终于

she found it! The honey-house deep

她找到了！树心深处的

as heartwood, and dipped into it

蜂房，拥挤着成群的蜜蜂，

among the swarming bees - honey and comb

被掏出来——蜂蜜和蜂巢，

she lipped and tongued and scooped out

她用嘴啃，用舌头舔，

in her black nails, until

用黑色的爪子挖，最后

maybe she grew full, or sleepy, or maybe

它饱了，困了，或者

a little drunk, and sticky

有些醉了，腻了

down the rugs of her arms,

她放下毛茸茸的胳膊，

and began to hum and sway.

摇晃着离开了。

I saw her let go of the branches,

我看见她松开枝条，

I saw her lift her honeyed muzzle

我看见她将涂满蜂蜜的嘴

into the leaves, and her thick arms,

和粗大的胳膊，伸进叶子中，

as though she would fly -

仿佛要飞起来——

an enormous bee

一只巨大的蜜蜂

all sweetness and wings -

拥有蜜和翅膀——

down into the meadows, the perfections

飞进草地，飞进美丽的

of honeysuckle and roses and clover -

金银花、玫瑰和三叶草中——

to float and sleep in the sheer nets

漂浮着，沉睡于透明的网中，

swaying from flower to flower

从一朵花飞到另一朵花

day after shining day.

在一个又一个明亮的日子。