A tiny wood raft was afloat

一只小小的木筏漂浮

on the cold gray sea

of the cellar floor, and to it

在冰冷的灰色海面上

a dead mouse clung,

就在酒窖的地板上，上面

trailing its legs and tail, the ship

夹着一只死老鼠，

of the rest of its life

拖着它的腿和尾巴，这艘

swallowed up without leaving

so much as a ripple.

它余生的轮船

I felt the firm deck of the day

被吞没了，没有留下

tilt just a little, as if all of us

任何一丝涟漪。

living, surviving, had rushed

我感到这日坚固的甲板

to one side to look down.

微微倾斜，仿佛所有我们

活着的，幸存着的，都冲

到一边去俯看。

以下16首 路也 佘小杰 译